His Queen

2. Lexy

Victoria's POV

It's been a week since Grandma had dropped the bomb. And my mind has been restless then. Maybe grandma is only being dramatic. How can I be in the middle of a war when I don't know even know another being, except for my grandma and family.

And it's also been five lonely days since grandma had gone to go to her sister's temple to look for some answers about what was her dreams are about.

I'm currently sitting under a tree here in the garden. It's outside the gates of the mansion. It's my favorite place here.

I'm reading a book that my grandma had left for me to study while she is gone.

It's about how to disguise and glamour myself and others that I please, to look at someone or something else.

It's one of my favorite power. I can copy someone's look. I once tried to copy grandma's look and she nearly had a heart attack. Her face was hilarious.

I sigh and continue to read and practice.

***

After I had finish studying I go inside to sleep and rest my mind a little.

And after my little nap, I go to the bathroom and shower. After I had finish dressing into a light green summer dress. I check the clock and it's only around 2:30 pm. Ugh! It's still so early.
I'm so bored!!

"Yeah. Me too." a voice sounded in my head. I jump in fright.

Am I going insane? I think my loneliness is turning me crazy!

"No your not crazy," the voice said laughing at me. And my bright blue-green eyes widen.

"Who are you," I asked the voice.

"My name is Lexy and I am your wolf"

I gasp

"What?"

"I am your wolf, isn't it so exciting," she said excitedly.

"B-but grandma said that I-I'm n-not a werewolf" I stutter. Still in shock.

"That's because she thought that you still weren't ready" she sighs."And because we're not a werewolf, were a Lycan."

"But how?" I whisper.

"Our father," she said sadly and I frown.

"Father?"

"Yes, he just disappeared after a week of our mother meeting him. Our mom tried to look for him, she even use her power to find him but she never once succeeds. Then she found out about us and tried harder on finding him but with such no luck, she never did. Grandma and Grandpa asked Mom who the father was but mom never tells them, so they just supported her." she explained.

I'm so shocked at what I'm hearing. My father. Grandma always tells me stories about my mother but never my father. She even tells me how my mom and grandpa died from their old pack. But my father.

"How do you know all of this?" I asked.

"I don't know, it's like it's been program in my head" she shrugged.

"Your real" I whisper. Then I realize something."Why didn't I shift when I was younger?"

"Because grandma Is still training you so I waited until you are strong enough to handle the shifting."