Zamiel's POV

"Why? I'm not allowed in the castle anymore?" I rolled my eyes, playing with the car keys in my hand.

"Maybe? So which chick kept you out so late at nigh5?" She smiled, standing up to come to hug me.

"None" I lied.

It wasn't a lie, I wasn't doing anything with anyone. I was just with Hannah.

"I'm your only sister Zamy. You can't lie to me" she wrapped her hands around my neck.

"What the f*ck!. Imogen, are you drunk?" I asked her when I perceived alcohol, and also she was staggering alot.

"No, I am not. I only had three glasses" she said, and with...