“Why?” I pulled her hand off my face. “Why would he come to me?”
“Because every other wolf would kill to be his mate, but you were the first woman to turn him down. Now I don’t know why, but I hope when you can, you will explain to me why you would rather change your entire life than be his mate.” My mom tossedout and I could feel the hurt coming off of her. She felt like I didn’t trust her. But I did.
“Mom…”
“No, don’t tell me now. That way, if the worst happens, I can’t be used against you.” She waved her hands in front of her face. “I just meant that one day, I would like to know the truth.”
“And you will. I swear.”
My mom stared at me, really stared, and then nodded. “But back to my point, if anyone would reject him, it would be you, and Brandon knows it. Just the way you acted today would set off red flags if he was smart enough.”
“Thankfully, he is so narcissistic he probably won’t put much thought into it.”
My mom shook her head. “That is where you are wrong, baby. Because he is so narcistic, he will focus on today, going over it repeatedly.” She tied up the bag and I said a silent goodbye to all of my favourites. “You turned him down, and now he has to figure out why a she-wolf would do that. He has gone his entire life thinking he was a Goddess’s gift to all the she-wolves in this pack and now the one he truly wanted, doesn’t want him.”
“He already slept with every girl that is of age in this pack.” I pointed out, and my mother nodded.
“All of them but you. You were always focused on training growing up, and now, now you don’t want him. It will be a thorn in his side. One he has to pick at, over and over, until he figures out the reason why.”
Chapter Fifty-Three
I
let her words settle, and I knew she was right. Brandon would come for me if he was rejected, so I had to keep my distance until I figured out everything else that I needed to so that my mom and I could leave. And I had to concede that she was also right about the strawberry shampoo. It had become my signature smell since grade school. So much so that Shannon used it, even though her wolf hated it.
“You’re right.” I grabbed the bag and left my room. Once my mom came outside, I locked the door and we headed to the garage. “You will help me find a smell my wolf likes?”
“Of course.” She nodded as I tossed out the bag of toiletries. “Amy, I was wondering. Has there been anything weird aboutNix you wanted to talk about?” I froze for a second, but shook it off.
For a second, it sounded like my mother knew about Megan, but that was impossible. It had to be. “Like what?”
“Well, she is very dominant. But how does she look?” My mom smiled at me as I slid into my seat.
“She is huge. And black.”
“I noticed the colour. You must have inherited it from your father.” She smiled for a second before it fell. “But what else?”
“She has her golden eyes.” I looked over at her. “I can show you when we get home if you want.”
My mom perked up at that. “Yes! Can we go for a run, just the two of us?”
“You never go for a run, mom.” I backed out of the garage and headed toward the mall.
“That’s because no one here could keep up with me.” I barely heard her say. But she just shook her head and stayed quiet.
We made our way to the mall, and the first stop was the dry cleaner. We walked in with our arms full of clothes and just stopped. What are the fucking chances? “Hello ladies, what are you two doing here?” Vince’s voice called out, and I wanted to shiver. But I realized I could use this chance meeting to my benefit. Vince had a barely kept secret. And I was going to use it to my advantage to get something I wanted without raising any red flags.
I quickly adjusted my tone and temper. I lifted my lip and called out. “Dropping off my tainted clothes, hopefully we will save them, or they will go in the trash.” I turned back to my mother who had hidden her face in the bag of clothes she was carrying. “Do you really think they’ll be able to remove her stink?”
“Her stink?” Vince stepped over to us. “Whose stink?”
I rolled my eyes and turned to face him. “Alpha Vince. You told me yourself that Shannon has admitted to using my clothing. So much so that your son thought I was his mate. Now I don’t know about you, but my wolf doesn’t like the idea of someone else, especially Shannon, rolling around in her things.”
Vince stared at me for a few seconds before he nodded slowly. “Uther doesn’t relish the thought.” He looked down at the bags. “So you’re washing all of your stuff to get her scent off of it all.”
I nodded. “I don’t want there to be any more confusion. Plus, Nix is repulsed by using the same things Shannon used to trick your son.”
My mother huffed. “Yes Amy, I am sure they will get the stench of her from your clothes.” She rolled her eyes. “I don’t understand what the big deal is. I already told you we can’t remove your carpet.”
