VICTORIA'S POV
The first thing that I did once we went back to the mansion was to change my clothes. And while I was at that, I almost slipped that I wasn't a normal being and was some witch that can make dresses appear out of thin air.
Let me tell you what happened,
"Hey, I'll send some clothes to you don't worry they'll be new. You can change and come down once you're done. Yeah?" Alexander said once we were in his room, before kissing my forehead.
"AHH...don't bother about that. I can always use joy for that. Bringing a dress is nothing more than blowing a spec if dirt for joy." I said casually before smiling and it wasn't until Carla shouted from inside my brain, did I realise I made a slip-up.
"Who's joy? And why would he help you in dressing? First, tell me, how are you acquainted with him and is he here? Is he a werewolf-like me?" Alexander asked as he looked at me with scrutinizing eyes, while his eyes started to have a hint of yellowish tint in them.
