Courtney POV.
“Not my circus.”
“Not my circus.”
“Not my circus.” I mumble to myself as I walk away, massaging my temples. If this is what it is going to be like going forward, I would rather take my chances with whoever is after me or until I get to the Devil’s Warriors.
I enter my bedroom and close the door, and lock it behind me. I waddle to the bathroom and just sigh, looking in the mirror. I look like s**t.
“Momma, I know the other reason you ran with me.” I chuckle as I shake my head.
“Far too much drama. Seriously, momma how the hell did you put up with all of this? I’ve been here a few hours and I’m ready to throat punch a b***h. That b***h being Wolf and his precious daughter. Jesus wept, this is a whole different kinda crazy.” I say as I blow out an exhausted sigh.
“Momma,
