“Like us?”
“You just turned down his son out of nowhere. And he has always kept an eye on me.” She pulled back and stared at me until I nodded. “Now, what is wrong?”
“Morgan, when you went inside, it was like he lost his mind. He was mumbling to himself.”
“About what?”
“About how I should have died during the attack at dad’s pack.” My mom reared back from me. She mouthed the word attack and raised her eyebrow. I pulled her back in and nodded. “Yes, there was an attack.” I waved her off. “But listen. Morgan said that I should have died in the attack, the attack that no one but Dad’s pack should have known about. And then he went on to talk about the attack back when I was younger. The one when the King died. That Dad and I should have died then. That way you would have inherited his money.”
My mother reeled back again. “What the fuck?” I heard her over the water and I shushed her. “Even if that did happen, why would they care?”
“Because he said then you would have come here and no matter who you would have chosen when Vince made you get into another relationship, the money would have been theirs. They were working together the entire time. Vince, with his stupid use of the old laws and Morgan rushing in to be your saviour.”
When I finally finished explaining it to her and pulled back, the fire was back in her eyes. My mother was once again pissed off. She stomped around my small bathroom, cursing under her breath until there was a knock on my door. But it sounded like I was in the shower, so I wrapped my robe around myself and atowel around my hair. I took off my socks and shoes, pulled my pant legs up, then I was ready to go. I walked to the door when the next pounding knock came.
“Yes.” I opened my door and Morgan was there. He still looked at me with hatred and at this point, I could say the sentiment was mutual. “What do you need, Morgan?”
“Where is your mother? We need to talk this out.”
“She isn’t ready to speak to you. And I can’t blame her. She is really upset that you ruined our run.” I planted my foot behind my door, almost certain he was going to push my door open. Which he did. When the door refused to budge, I just shook my head.
“Open the fucking door, Amy.”
“Morgan, we both know that you are no match against me. I don’t want to fight with you but please just give her time. I’m sure after a night’s sleep she will be more open to talk to you.” Morgan fumed for a second, then turned away.
Chapter Sixty-Two
I
closed the door and turned back to my mom. She was leaning against the door frame with a look on her face that I couldn’t read. We went back to the bathroom, and she leaned in. “How am I supposed to stay here for four years and deal with that man after finding everything out?”
“I don’t know. But at least you have a good reason to be mad. You can hold this against him for a while.”
She nodded and then shut the water off. “I have to go downstairs and clean up.”
I grabbed her arm. “That can wait until tomorrow. Today has been a very long day.” I looked out the window, and the sun was starting to come up. “A very long day.” She nodded, and I noticed the bags under her eyes. “Let's catch some sleep on my brand new bed, and we can try to figure everything out latertoday.” We crawled into the new bed, and I am thankful it was delivered and we made it up with fresh sheets last night before the whole pizza fiasco.
Within minutes, we were both out cold.
I was running through a forest I didn’t recognize. The trees were dark and stunning. A slightly familiar feeling fell over me as I ran around these giant trees. The trees were bigger than any I have seen before.
I searched for something, someone that could tell me where I was, but my feet were getting sucked into the damp mud.
“Where the fuck am I?”
“You know where you are, silly girl.” I turned and faced my dad’s grandmother.
“Grandma?”
“Yes pup.” She wrapped her arm around my middle and together we stepped over the soggy ground. Every step brought us deeper into the dark forest.
“Why are we in a forest?”
“This isn’t just any forest…this is the place where my family is from. The birth of our line is here, and there is something you need to see, I think.”
“Why?”
“It will help you understand where your power came from, and why the Goddess of wolves would work with our power.” She pulled me deeper. The trees hung with vines, and the sweltering heat had sweat dripping down my back. “Come. See the birth of our line.”
