Zavian

Zavian

I was very interested in the reason why they needed me to lug this heavy fucking book. I hadn’t touched this book in years. I haven’t needed to. I personally didn’t know any of the Meridian. So, needless to say, when Emerald asked me if I have a book with all their symbols within it piqued my interest. I could see why Emerald would be interested in it, but when she said that Devon and Nate asked her to ask me about the book, I found that weird. The fact that no one outside the magic community had even heard, so when she said that, I was intrigued.

“Welcome back,” Nate says.

“Thank you, Alpha,” I replied.

“Zavian,” Emerald says.

“Hi, Luna,” I state.

I could practically see the smoke coming out of her ears. She hates titles. I told her that she should get used to it. She sat down on a chair between Nate’s chair, and another, which I am guessing is Devon’s. I chuckled. Even now, they make sure that she is between them. I could hear several voices getting close