At The Peace Party II

“Do you know them?” Diana asked, her hand still clasped to mine.

As Laura had kept repeating whilst we walked to the hall the first time, Diana was sticking to me like glue.

I held her hand tighter, for assurance.

When we had gotten to the hall, I had seen that the people we had come with had all dispersed to mingle; and watching the flurry of movements now, I could see that some of the witches and wizards already had friends here. I was surprised to see the queen’s daughter even talking to Cass.

Remember her? She had been one of my bullies; daughter to the pack doctor.

They laughed over something and held hands like best friends would.

Then, there was the son, the girl’s twin, with Naomi’s brother, Timothy. But I hadn’t seen the lycan boys yet.

Were they waiting for a special entrance service? I wouldn’t put it past them. Hooligans.

There was no sign of Claire too, not that I cared. The bitch had played a part in what I was facing. Who says she hasn’t been in on the big pla