#Chapter7
---Dinner
'Grandma'
I utter under my breath as I lifted the dress upwards. Seriously this is the 21st century and yet she gave me a dress that someone wore in the 18th century for bedtime. Throwing it back on the bed I peek outside my door to see anyone or anybody in this Pack passing by.
How dare she gave me this, Claire knows how to pay back gratitude. Shutting the door again I lay down on the bed. Someone knocks on my door, ignoring it I lay on the bed unmoving. I heard the door creak open and then a footstep, /"scissors/" I demanded to whoever is in the room.
/"For?/"
Okay, that wasn't a female's voice, sitting up straight I see Lucian leaning towards the door. Picking up the dress I throw it to him which he inspects and that bastard laughs at it like it was the funniest thing in this world.
/"Are you kidding me/" he laughs again
/"Scissors Beta Lucian/" he stopped
