CHAPTER 67: ISIS' RETURN

ZANDER'S POV

This was the most uncomfortable meal I'd ever had.

Hazel's uncle kept asking me the most ridiculous questions, like did I go to

church on Sundays?

I had nothing against Christians and their

beliefs, but I am a werewolf, I worship the Moon Goddess, not Jesus Christ.

Hazel and Julia saved me from answering those types of questions more times

than I could count. The man could talk someone's ear off... I mean, I thought

Carson was the most talkative person in the world... but man was I fucking

wrong. Abraham got the medal for that, come to think about it... He was a

preacher after all.

My facial expressions were mainly placid until

Julia decided to take over the floor. Thank the Moon Goddess! I exclaimed.

Gidian was bored and fell asleep half an hour ago.

"Hazel, I have a surprise for you,"

Julia told her niece.

"Really? What is it?"

"Abraham, darling could you go and get it?

It's on the back seat of the Maybach."

I watched the tall man, as he made his way outside

and back. H