“We talked it all out. He knows I had nothing to do with his dad’s death, but now he’s more determined to find out who it is.” He turned back to me. “Which reminds me…He wants you to call him.”
“Who?” My mom looked back at me, and I grimaced.
“Rowan.” I whispered.
“Are you saying the King, King Rowan, the Lycan King, wants my daughter to give him a call like that is in any way fucking normal?” My mother screeched and both me and my dad covered our ears.
“Um…yes.” My dad’s answer was very detailed. I rolled my eyes.
“How did he even come to know about you, Amy?”
“I called him.” I bared my teeth in an awkward smile.
“What the fuck are you even saying?” My mother pointed to the sofa. “Sit and tell me everything.”
Chapter Sixty
I
dropped onto the sofa with both my parents looking down at me. My father mouthed the words sorry, but I just flipped him off and he laughed. “Now spill.”
“Well, you already know the beginning of the story. I woke up, in the past, you sent me to Dad’s hoping he could figure something out to help me. Dad came clean, told me about our powers, and I started training.”
“She also started female warrior training back up.” My dad pointed out, but my mom glared at him over her shoulder.
“What do you mean ‘back up?’.” She growled and then turned to me. “You said that yesterday too...back up.” She turned back to my father and lifted her brow.
I watched him gulp, and then he rubbed the back of his head. “I was missing you. And I had hoped that you still had friends in the pack.”
“I cut everyone off, Gav. It was too hard.” She looked away.
My dad nodded. “Amy told me this summer. If I had known the truth, I would have stopped when I still had a semblance of control over the situation.”
“Gavin Michael Maclean, what did you do?”
“I gave the order to stop everything you were supposed to oversee in hopes your duty as a Luna would push you to come back. Even if you hated me, I would still have you as my Luna.” He gave an awkward smile as my mother’s mouth dropped open.
“What did you do?” It was like she couldn’t believe him.
“I thought you would come back.” He looked away.
“When?” she whispered.
“Two years after you left.” She hit him over and over in his arms. “Ow, I’m sorry. I thought you still had friends there, and I didn’t know.”
“Gavin, how could you do that to the women?”
“To everyone. They didn’t even know how to talk to their wolves…” I pointed out and my dad shot me a quick glare, but I smiled at him.
My mother choked. “Oh, my sweet Goddess.” She dropped her hands. “Those poor pups.” She pointed a finger at my father. “I don’t know how long this will take, but when I get back there, so help me and the Goddess, you will help me rebuild my school.”
“You’ll come back?” My father’s hopeful question had her tirade ending prematurely.
“Of course I’m coming back. You’re my mate.”
“Four years.” I called out.
“What?” Both my parents turned to me.
