Greystone’s Point of View
Mia was marked! It was beyond my imagination. After getting back to my home, I took a long shower to calm my nerves. I couldn’t believe how those witches tortured me today. My wolf was still numb. I survived only because of Mianette. If she wasn’t there, I was clueless about what would have happened. She was indeed brave.
As I walked into my room, I found Clay leaning on my bed. He had already changed into a fresh pair of clothes.
“I wanted to talk to you,” he spoke.
“Have you check on him?” I asked. He knew whom I was talking to. Our father. He had been in his room since the day Xavier was freed.
“Yeah. He is sleeping.” He replied.
“Good,” I felt assured that it wasn’t him this time.
“So, what do you wanna talk about?” I asked again as I combed my hair.
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