-Andrew-
“I’m so, so sorry,” I tell Grandma Cora, hugging her tightly. I can’t believe the way that Queen Judith treated her. “Was that Joseph’s wolf?”
“It was,” she smiles as she wipes tears from her cheeks. “Looks just like your dad’s, didn’t he?”
I smile, leaning over to rest my head on top of hers. It really did. I’m surprised, because Grandpa doesn’t have a black wolf, and neither does Grandma Audrey. Apparently, the black color can skip around. It doesn’t matter, though. My wolf will be grey, just like anyone else with Ulf blood.
“He killed his mother for you,” I say, still in shock at what I saw. She ordered Grandma not to fight her. It’s disgusting.
“Oh, he did so much more than that,” she smiles. “We had a complicated relationship, Andrew. I’ll show you more of th
