“What now?” She leaned into his face. “What the hell is this?”
“A family meeting.” Morgan pushed her back and sat next to her.
Even Shannon laughed. “What the fuck? Why?”
“I’m assuming it’s because of you.” I rolled my eyes and looked at my mother. “I don’t understand why I’m here.”
My mom looked down at me and snorted. “I don’t know why either of us is here.” We both turned to look at Morgan, and she opened her hands, as if she was saying, what do you want?
Morgan sighed and looked between us and Shannon. “Amy, you and Shannon are both starting university on Monday.”
Shannon glared at me and I flipped her off. “See daddy, she doesn’t care.”
“Shan, just stop.” Morgan wiped at his eyes and then refocused back on us. “You two are starting on Monday, and so is Brandon.” He started again.
“Please don’t tell me this is all about Brandon?” I howled in laughter. “For fuck’s sake Shannon. Look at me when I tell you this.” I waited until she finally met my eyes. “I do not, now or ever, want that pathetic piece of shit Alpha boyfriend you have. You can keep him.” I stood up and went to leave.
“Please sit down. That isn’t what this is about.”
I huffed and dropped back to the seat. “Then what is it about Morgan? I’m tired of dealing with this bullshit.”
“Amy.” Morgan chastised me, like I was a child. His child.
“You aren’t my father, Morgan. So how about you stop the act, and just get on with it? What do you want?”
Morgan leaned over and placed his elbows on his knees. “Shannon saw your papers on the table. She saw your food card, your dorm room, everything.”
“So what?” I looked at my mom and I saw her wince a little. She mouthed the word ‘sorry’ at me but I just shrugged. “What does that have to do with her?”
Shannon shot me an ugly look, and I just shook my head. She lifted a hand, pointed at me, and turned to her father. “See.”
Morgan dropped his head into his hands. “Why did you get a dorm?” He looked up at us and dropped his hands.
“I got her a dorm so that she would have space away from here.” My mother jumped in.
“Why?”
“Do you really have to ask?” My mother crossed her arms.
“Obviously.” Morgan sighed.
“Because of your daughter.” My mom wrapped her arm around my shoulder.
“What about Shannon?”
I snorted. “Oh my god Morgan. You can’t be this stupid.” I shook my head in disgust.
“What did I do?” Shannon shot out.
I tossed my head and then stared at them. I lifted my hand and counted on my fingers. “You stole my clothes. You used my scent and my power to trick your boyfriend. You have gone out of your way to make every day at school absolutely miserable.” She scoffed. “You screech every day, all day. When you fuck your boyfriend, your fake moans keep me up half the night. I honestly don’t want to be around you, and neither does Nix. You entered her den, and you contaminated it.”
“You act like I am some kind of disease.” Shannon shot to her feet.
“To me, to Nix, you are.” I snarled. “I don’t think you understand, so let me break it down for you. You know how you feel about Brandon? How he’s yours?” I waited, staring at her face, and watched as the possessiveness took over.
“Yes.” She bit out.
“How you feel like no one ever should touch him, be near him, flirt with him? Right? Like you would kill anyone that tried to take him.” I stared at her again, waiting.
