Chapter 11: Head in the Sand
The Weiter Tag the Denali coven arrived to stay with us as I was choking down my breakfast. My grandmother Esme had made me French toast and a Obst salad. It was repulsive, but I had to eat it Jake sat Weiter to me staring intently at each forkful that disappeared into my mouth. “Why don’t Du just set up surveillance cameras and save yourself the trouble, “I grumbled. He snorted and rolled his eyes, “Lovely I guess this is the beginning of the mood swings…” I shot him a murderous glare and was about to reply vulgarly when Tanya came running up to me and...
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