“Talk to your mother, Amy.” Morgan’s words were tight, and I barely looked up from my phone.
“No.” I tossed out and kept scrolling. Shannon growled softly, and I let it go. They weren’t used to not getting their way, and it would take a few days to sit with the new reality.
“You have to talk to her.” He started.
“Why?” I put my phone down and my cup of coffee and gave him my full focus. “Why do I have to tell her anything?”
“Because.”
“Because why? You are her husband, yet you don’t respect her. She is allowed to feel the way she is feeling because she asked for one thing. One fucking thing in your entire marriage. For the past seventeen years, she has cooked for you. She has taken care of your home. Washed your clothes. She has taken care ofthe very ungrateful daughter of yours. And she did so without a complaint. All she asked was that you treat her with respect. And that you keep your word. Yet, Shannon has never respected her, and you broke your word on the most important day of my life. So why should I help you?”
He sat there frozen as I stared at him. I could see the anger in his eyes, but I just stared at him.
“That isn’t fair.” I turned to face Shannon.
“What isn’t fair? How you treated my mother like an omega? Or that she refuses to bow down to your pathetic demands any longer?” She glared at me but I just tilted my head. “Neither of you can give me a reason why I should step in and ask her to move on. So no. I refuse to help the two of you.” I picked up my phone and my coffee. I took another sip and went back to my scrolling as Shannon fumed next to me.
“Then fucking leave.” Shannon slammed back into her chair, toppling it to the floor. Her chest was heaving as she panted in her anger. “Take your whore mother and fucking get out of our house.” Shannon glared at me, and I put down my coffee again, then turned to Morgan.
I smiled, and I saw him pale. “Now why would I leave the home I own?”
Shannon screeched. “This is my house! My father was given the house by the Alpha.” She stomped over to me and tried to grab my arm, but I caught her hand and squeezed.
I looked back at Morgan as Shannon froze with her hand in my fist. “Morgan, your daughter is once again confused.” I squeezed her hand a little more, and she whined.
“Please,” he whispered. I wasn’t sure what he was asking for.
“Please what?” I tilted my head up and stared up at Shannon. I wanted to watch her face as the truth came out. “Please let Shannon go? Or please don’t tell her that the Alpha was going to take this house a few years ago because the pack was losingmoney and he wanted to rent it out. He wanted us to move back to the pack house, so I offered to buy it with the allowance that my father gives me. Five hundred thousand dollars and the house that you grew up in was mine. I will say it is actually in my mother’s name since I was a child when I paid for it, but your father and Vince know the truth.”
Shannon looked to her father, who looked away, confirming what I said was true. “You can’t be serious.”
“But I am. Deadly serious.” And I pushed up from my chair, pushing her back with each step. “Let me clear up everything else. Because your father has allowed you to think you are higher on the food chain than he should have. The Alpha knows the truth, and even he is appalled.”
“Amy…” Morgan shook his head, but I was over it.
“No Morgan. I think I have been very gracious to this point, but there is only so much someone is willing to deal with.” I looked at him, and once again he looked away. “You see, Shannon. This is my house. My mother has put up with your behaviour because of an agreement she had with your dad, but since he is willing to break his word, there is no longer any reason for us to do so.”
“What are you saying?” Morgan snapped his head to meet my gaze, but he didn’t find my eyes staring at him, but Nix’s.
“You are a pathetic wolf, one who couldn’t keep her Beta status even in utero. But also one who has no inkling of her actual place in the world. So allow me to teach you your place.”
“Amy, please.”
I slammed my aura out, and Shannon dropped to the floor, burying her face against the wood. “Shannon Farrow, you will stay in this position until I leave the house. You will drop to your knees if I enter a room you are already in. And you will avoid talking to me until I lift this command.”
“Amy!” Morgan stood and ran to his daughter’s side. “Remove the command. Now.” I looked down at Morgan, and I felt Nix growl.
“Who are you to demand anything from me?” I growled out.
Morgan stuttered as he looked up at me. “You can’t treat your sister like this.”
I laughed and sat back down in my seat. “When has she ever treated us like family? She treated my mother like a servant and me as a nuisance. But that stops today.” I turned back to my coffee, and Morgan stood and called for my mother.
She walked in carrying two plates of waffles and bacon. She sat one in front of me, and Morgan sat in his chair, thinking the second was for him, but she just sat down in her spot and dug into the second plate.
“Ainsley, you have to-”
“I don’t have to do shit, Morgan. You and your daughter are on your own. Go to the pack house to eat.” She growled out, then we both turned back to our plates.
