Chapter One Hundred Fourteen
Maybe things are the way they are.
Mint Lacey Farren-Wright’s Point of View
I was used to receiving pain.
Having to accept them in order to save someone is something that I was more than willing to do. Back them, I would gather them solely because people wanted to harm me. I knew that this case was different. If ever, this was similar to what had happened to Leighton. Knowing that my mother does have full control over his thoughts and action is something that I was aware of.
Then again, it does not lessen the pain.
Even my wolf was willing to back down now that we are in the eyes of my mother. I slowly push myself up, legs shaking and eyes wavering to the view. By the passing second, I was growing weak and she was not showing any sign that she was sna
