CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
“This is one creepy ass place,” Lucian commented as we stopped at the clearing in the midst of a plush of green, in the now familiar place. Thanks to my boyfriend’s driving expertise, we arrived at Greta’s place in a little less than three hours. Of course, she had cloaked her mansion again. According to Andrew, Alec and Peggy, nothing strange had happened in town yet and Roman was spending the time with Mum and Thomas, obviously filling them with lies.
“So what now?” Leon questioned, looking around.
“Actually, get ready for anything,” I warned.
“Why? Is she like going to pop out-Whoa! Holy s**t!” Chase jumped back when the mansion jumped out of nowhere, Greta appearing with a very cross expression on her face.
“What are you doing here? Do you even have
