Hope POV
"Apologize? Pull the other one, Tiffany. What do you really want?" I sneer.
She blinks, looking taken aback by the sheer venom in my tone of voice. I glare at her, willing her to go away. The last thing I felt like doing was dealing with my b***h of a stepsister when I was having such a magical time with Liam.
She sighs. "Hope I've missed you. Since you've been gone from the pack, I've realized just how much of a b***h I was to you back then. I should have been kinder to you. I know how hard it's been since father..." she paused and bit her lip, eyeing me guiltily, "since father died and you only had me and mother to fall back on. Neither of us treated you like you deserved, and I know that Kobe..." she trailed off again.
"Kobe treated me like garbage," I said with hatred,
