VI- Greyson

Indianna couldn't speak, she just sat, frozen in shock. She assumed it might have been Greyson, but she never thought that it actually would've been.

*Sugar? Talk to me?*

*I-I... Erm...*

*You're shocked.*

*No shit.*

*Don't swear, sugar.*

*Tell me how this is possible.*

*I can't answer that yet.*

*You said you'd give me answers!*

*I told you who I am.*

*I wish you hadn't now.*

*Now, that's not very nice, sugar.* Indianna could practically hear the smirk that was most definitely on his lips.

*What were you talking about, with my mum?*

*I can't answer that yet either.*

*You're not right in the head, Greyson.*

*How comes?*

*What you were saying to my mum, that wasn't right.*

*Care to elaborate?*

*You said that I 'belong to you' and something about crossing the border into your land. And what the hell is a 'pack'?*

*You're just full of questions, sugar.*

*And you find that surprising?*

*No, quite annoying actually. Do you have to be so curious?*

*This is your fault! You can't just randomly