What does he want now?!
Why can’t he leave me alone with my fathers?!
Why won’t he leave US alone?!
Marian cursed in her mind.
Her breath shook as she exhaled. Her shoulders drooped, her stomach twisting in a tight knot.
She gazed back at him, feeling the waves of barely controlled rage that were all directed at her. Both in the physical and in the pack link.
“I apologize. I didn’t mean to harm the –” her brow furrowed.
How do I address Reyland? She mused.
“Your son.” She decided, her voice higher pitched than usual.
Her father, Corien, frowned slightly, taking a short step forward.
“The circumstances –” she continued, but Dax cut in roughly.
“Circumstances? A runt like you knows how to use a word like ‘circumstances’?” He snapped as he paced before her, his sky-blue eyes narrow
