Chapter 58 

~Valeria ~ “This is… a city?” Dagar—the Raven Wolf King—asks. “Y—yes.” I’m almost just as in awe as Dagar. I’ve only seen cities like this on TV. “So, you’ve been here before?” I ask Grimm. “Yeah, a couple of times with… my mom.” His voice cracks, heavy with memory. I place a hand gently on his back, feeling the tension in his shoulders. “She’ll be okay.” “I know. It was always better that I stayed away from her.” “Humans have no knowledge of our existence?” Dagar looks at the people walking past us. “No,” I answer. A couple of young girls rush over to us with phones in hand. “Are you cosplaying?! Can we take a picture?” Dagar looks like he came straight out of a fairy tale, while Grimm wears a fancy vest, and I have a ball gown on—though it’s now dirty. “Pictures?” Dagar asks, as the girls swarm him and begin taking photos. I turn and thank the driver for the ride. If this kind old lady hadn’t given us a ride when she did, we probably would’ve been caught. Dagar was amazed by the car