Sipping tea as they passed a joint, Maxine watched Hannah process everything for a moment. “So, you’re mated to a Stone wolf and he’s trying to tear you two apart?” Nodding, Maxine watched Hannah's look to their aunt, “Has he truthfully been controlling you all these years auntie? Kept you from reporting him?”
Nodding, Tabatha mused high, “Actually I think keeping me under his thumb was only the tip of the iceberg of my brother’s malicious behavior.” Stomach swooping at her aunt’s distant expression of thought and grief, Tabatha processed it and then omitted, “Richter isn’t the oldest brother. He’s the middle son and only older than me by a year.”
Not having known that, Hannah knew of Uncle Phoenix, Maxine’s father, by name only. She didn’t know the name, “Tobias Shaw. My older brother
