|Cassandra|
The Lancasters.
They are not just ordinary clan at the west. In the races of wolves, their pack is considered to be the strongest. They continued to dominate the entire continent as year passes. And that must be why father wanted their very good side.
"What's your relatioship with Henri's son?" father asked as we both looked at the car was now ready to leave. I was not able to answer him right away, especially when our attention was locked to Leon who peeked his head out of the window and waved his hand to me. The playful smile was plastered on his lips as the car gets smaller and smaller in my sight.
Father then directed his attention to me. His grim and serious expression made me swallowed hard. I accidentally looked beyond him and saw Aunt Antonette staring at me with
