“You said that Shannon and you deserved the full day to run and get acquainted with each other. That your wolf craved it. And that I should be a good dutiful wife and not expect you home, nor was I to expect to join you on the run because I wasn’t hertruemother. Right?”
“Well, I guess…” He trailed off as my mom started laughing.
“You are a pathetic piece of shit.”
“Ainsley…” Morgan tried to grab her, but she let out a growl.
“Don’t you dare fucking touch me. Ever again.”
Morgan whined. “You can’t mean that.”
“But I do. I asked you that day, for the same courtesy, and you PROMISED that you would give me this day. Yet you barely gave us a fucking hour before you started howling at the top of your fucking pathetic lungs.”
“Ains.” Morgan tried again, grabbing her, but she caught his hands.
“I said don’t touch me.” Her eyes were full of fire, but I knew this served a new purpose. She was serving ties with Morganright this second, so that he knew going forward they were going back to the original agreement. “You broke your promise.”
“I didn’t mean it.” He tried, but she shook her head.
“It’s too late. We had an agreement at the very beginning of this arrangement, didn’t we? That we would respect each other’s wishes and uphold any promise we made to each other.”
“You can’t mean…” Morgan trailed off as he truly focused on my mother’s face. “It was one promise.”
“What was the agreement, Morgan?”
“That we would keep our promises, or else we would…” His words trailed off as his head shook.
“This relationship is over.” My mother’s words cut him. I watched as he froze.
“You can’t mean that.”
“I do. We can stay married, but everything will go back to the beginning. No contact. Different rooms. You gave up your right to this relationship when you howled the first time.” My mother growled one more time before she pushed past him and into the house. Leaving me and Morgan in the backyard.
I just witnessed a death of sorts. I knew Morgan loved my mother in his own way, but when she said it was over, I watched a little sliver of his soul die. He crumpled in a way only a man can, when he faced losing the one he loved.
He looked up at me, and his eyes shifted from lost to angry instantly. I raised my eyebrow and tilted my head. “Say what you need to say, Morgan, before I lose my sympathy and decide to take what you’re about to say to heart and rip you apart.” I smiled slowly. And he lost his mind.
He tried to attack me, but I shifted to the side. “You!” He screamed as he charged again.
“I said, say what you need to say.” I held up a hand. “But if you so much as nick me, I will kill you.” My voice shifted lower with each word. A tiny portion of his brain that still fears the darknessmust have caught the threat, even if his anger clouded his mind, because he stopped. “Say it.” I growled out one last time, already losing my patience.
“You did this.” He crumpled to his knees, heaving. “It would have been perfect if you weren’t here.” He cried into his hands, and if he would have stopped there, I wouldn’t have suspected him. But he is Morgan, and he is an idiot. “Why couldn’t you have just died in the fucking attack?”
I froze.
How did he know about the attack? He continued to cry and scream, but I was focused on the words that seemed to flow like lava from his mouth. It was pure hatred. Hatred of my father and me. “If you would have just died when your dad was attacked years ago, I wouldn’t have had to raise you. Money that your mother would have inherited would have been mine, or Vinces. We would have been set. But no, you both survived. It wasn’t until your father was stupid enough to cheat on her that she moved here.” His voice tailed off as he looked up at me with hatred in his eyes and I knew in that moment that my father was right.
But I had to play stupid. “What did you say, Morgan?” I stepped closer and had a confused look on my face.
“Just go in the house, Amy.”
“Okay…” I left him there on his hands and knees, whispering about the plans they made that failed. I was floored. It was all planned out and my parents almost played directly into their hands.
Mom… I mind-linked her, but she didn’t answer. I walked to my bedroom in silence, but she pulled me into it and straight into my bathroom. She turned the water on full and pressed her lips to my ear and whispered to me. “You can’t mind-link anything to me about what is going on.”
“Why not?”
“Because part of the vow we take when we come here is that the Alpha can listen to all mind-links, and he does. Vince has his wolf listen in to people he thinks he needs to.”
