Chapter 91 - Trouble Before Dinner

Delice froze, looking at Zezi, seeming to communicate something with her through her eyes, before staggering to the door.

Zezi frowned.

What was she trying to communicate with the eye language?

What a weird thing to do. They weren't even that close.

What a weird night.

"It is Oliver-- why does this palce stink of fur creatur--" her voice trailed into a sharp hiss when he gaze landed on Zezi. "You."

"You." Zezi replied with a smug smile, watching her interlock her elbow with Delice. Something stirred in her to chase trouble, she enjoyed watching Laura fight as a result of her hatred towards the wolves and most especially her, coupled with her helplessness at the whole situation.

It was sought of therapeutic to know that someone else was going through as much misery.

"What are you doing here?" She moved her elbow away from Delice and shot her a sharp disapproving look. "You opened your door to the fur creature?"