I stood frozen in the doorway of the kitchen, a rush of confusion washing over me as I took in the scene before me. Mom stood at the center, arms tightly crossed over her chest, her foot tapping rhythmically against the polished wooden floor. Behind her, Elijah lingered, concern etched across his face like a shadow.
“What’s wrong?” I finally managed to ask, my voice a mix of curiosity and apprehension.
Mom’s gaze was sharp, her voice slicing through the air. “What the hell are you doing?”
I frowned, genuinely perplexed. “What do you mean?”
“The Beta just hugged you! And you’ve been getting way too friendly with Beau and Cole. And don’t even get me started on how close you’re getting to the Alpha. What the hell is wrong with you, Ivy?” Mom's voice rose, her frustration evident and pre
