MIA
The tension in the air was due to the name I mentioned.
My father was a sore subject to most people, especially me and my mum. He hurt us more than anyone.
Madaline stared at me, slightly shocked. “Your father?” she asked. “Why would he do such a thing?”
As soon as the question slipped past her lips, I frowned. Ever since she and that family moved into the pack, my father started to act differently. His drinking was still the same, but the violence toward me got worse as time went on.
“Sorry,” she murmured. “I didn’t mean to—”
I shook my head, not wanting her sympathy. There was no need for it.
“How would he know about me and Alpha Tristan?” she asked, her eyes looking at me and then at others, but it was Gwen who spoke next.
“Well, Beta David was always a creep,” she m
