Madison POV
When he mentioned Mum, I very nearly hit him.
How dare he?
Mum was a sacred place for me, mum was my special person, she was my rock. I held onto her memories, what little I had left, and kept them close to me, making me feel warm. When I remember a song or some other little piece of memory, how dare he say he had time with my mum, that I had to share her memories with this stranger, that I have yet to trust or even want to be near, he is not who he is portraying, and I feel the need to find out why he is still hiding.
I waited for him to explain how he knew Mum and had to keep my emotions locked away and try not to reveal too much myself. Until I had trust, I would keep Zeek at arm’s length, until he reveals the real pack, and stops his double meanings and hiding the tru
