Victoria
Shelby was right, my grandmother could make a good ghost. How could she enter here without making any noise? How could she enter here?
“How are you?” She flashed me a look of sympathy before sitting on the edge of my bed.
“I’m... as good as I could be, I think. How could you get inside here?”
I sat up, opening space for her, the bed was indeed tiny.
“So true, was it made for werewolves or were-alpacas?” Reyna grumbled in my head, stirring her sleepiness away.
My grandma chuckled, “being considered the crazy former queen has its perks. Which guard would want to contradict a nuts royal?”
“I guess you are right...” I muttered, I shifted my gaze up, looking intently at her, “Do you also think I was scheming with the vampires?”
My heart was clenching anx
