Sienna POV
“And you believe this girl?” Stanley questioned as he sat back in the navy armchair, one leg resting over the other and a dry martini in his hand. He had listened intently as I revealed everything Neve had told me and how we had it all wrong about what happened to my parents.
“Yes. She wouldn’t lie to me. She has no reason to,” I replied. He had poured me a drink but I hadn’t touched it. I didn’t need alcohol right now. I needed the truth.
"Are you going to eat those?" He eyed the olives balancing on my glass and I shook my head, wrinkling my nose.
"I hate olives."
He waved his hand at me to pass him my glass and I did as he took an olive between his teeth.
“And there is no way that she is just protecting Arius? That all of the supernaturals have been fed lies to cover
