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Lady Montana decided to check by herself, maybe she got lost, but still, she didn't find Zendaya. So she decided to just mind link her, "I should have done that from the start", Lady Montana laughed at herself, she just had many things going on in her head currently besides all these. "Young lady, where are you?", Lady Montana mind linked Zendaya, but she did not get any response. This was when she panicked, she was already getting ready to go all Mama wolf to find her daughter when the young lady tapped her, "Sorry mum, I just got carried away."

Her gaze scours the auditorium and when she find Freya and me, she smiles and heads our way. Miss Linda is a fifty-year-old sweetheart. She wears her age like a proud badge. As far as we know she doesn't have any children. She confessed a few years ago that she found out she was barren and her mate left her for someone else. She never managed to remarry after that sadly. Is it bad that I'm glad she doesn't have kids? I can't help but want her all to myself. She's been a mother to us both. She titers around students and leans over us with a kind smile. "These kids would send me to an early grave."

However, now it was a difficult feat to achieve no matter how I try. I felt his hand on mine and it somehow soothes me. I exhaled and straightened my shoulder. If she was here to find all my flaws, then I would have to give her less reason to. I have a mind of my own and that is what makes me unique. But I won't let her say vile things about me. She chortled and started moving to the window. She parted the curtains and looked out. She was a petite lady that looked about 40 in human age even if I know in Wolf age she might be more than.

Jade and I simply roll our eyes at each other and pull a face behind Misty’s back. Misty is a year younger than me at twenty-three but don’t let that fool you - she’s got the intimidating boss role down pat. Honestly; she should be a model instead of a designer. I doubt that the rumor about her fling with Mr. Daniels is a lie. Any man would want to be with her.

That's why I don't feel like I have bodyguards. In this city, having a bodyguard proves your dignity. Not just anyone who can have bodyguards. "How old are you?" I asked. Jane smiled "25 years, My Lady", she said. I was shocked to hear that the age is only one year different from mine. "You are older than me. Have you been working for Raka for a long time? "I asked.

I wrapped my arm around her shoulder as we both stared at my mate. "She is so beautiful and that red, curly hair! I am so jealous of her beauty!" My mom said as she laid her head on my shoulder. "I can't wait to officially meet this beautiful and strong woman." She looked up at me. "How old is she?" "She just turned 19 a couple of days ago." I said admiringly. "Really?! To have had to go through what she went through at such a young age! She will make an incredible Luna!"

She was a cruel and ruthless woman. Although she was in her 40s now, her figure and skin were well-maintained. Her charm was still there. Such women may be slightly older, but they were more charming. Lady Mae, who was wearing a mink coat, walked to the white goose-down sofa and sat down. Her face was unpleasant. Recently, her migraines had started acting up again. She could not sleep at night and was restless during the day. “Madam, something has happened. Several of our turfs have been seized!”

David's aunt asked, and all eyes turned to Chad. "This?" Montana smiled staring at him in admiration. "This is Chad," she said and looked up. "My son." Someone at the table choked and started coughing furiously. "Did you just say your son? You have a son?" Lillian asked, but judging from her face, she did not look surprised . "How old is he?" "He is turning fourteen next month." The tension in the room multiplied tenfold, and Montana saw this as her cue to leave, she had done what she came here to do. Often times all you had to do is plant the seed in a place where it will grow.

''Ah, You must be Peter. Annie told me about you!!!''. Peter stood frozen in place. He did not remember telling Matilda the about Annie or even mentioning her name. The sun was setting in the far west creating an auburn glow in the sky. The shadows of the trees swayed in the wind sending shivers up his spine. ''Come in'', Matilda invited him. She was a petite old lady, in her late fifties. He wavy red hair tied back in a bandana and her long dress swept the floor. She looked like an encyclopedia of the afterworld, wise and experienced.

Her eyes rolled upwards, for a while, “He’ll be… uh…” “Sixty-three.” He completed, “See? That is completely normal. When you’re a hundred, I’ll be seventy-nine. That’s so sweet.” She said, and Lucas looked at her like he was getting goosebumps. “No.” He said, rejecting her, and everyone burst into laughter. Even Katie smiled, but I didn’t. Shortly, Lady Mira came out, and walked towards us, with her jeweled heels silencing everyone. “Okay, uh… I asked to borrow one of John’s secretaries, and uh…” Her eyes flitted between me and Katie.