“It’s good you found a pack, Shiloh. Now you understand your pack means more than anything to you. It’s just a shame it took you so long.”
“Tiffany,” Derek says her name, trying to calm the situation.
“Right. Let’s get to know your pack and see how they compare to the last one,” Tiffany says, turning around and taking a seat next to her two pack mates.
“Damn, Shy, your mom’s a cunt,” Claire says a little too loud, but she isn’t wrong.
“Shiloh, just say the word and I’ll ask them to leave,” Gran says. “I’ve been cordial with them because she’s my daughter. But enough is enough.”
Shiloh shakes her head. “No, it’s fine. They’re here for the game, not me, let them enjoy it,” she says.
Gran gives her a kiss and takes her seat, as Jonah and Cole come stand next to me and Shiloh.
“I’ll kick them out, just say the word,” Cole says easily.
“It’s fine. Let’s enjoy the game. I’ll deal with them later,” Shiloh says in a small voice.
We make sure to sit Shiloh as far away from her parents as possible and it seems to ease some of the tension lingering there. Along with the excitement of the game, it’s like we can ignore the narcissist’s sharing the box with us.
Until the door to the suite opens and a very unfamiliar and unwelcome face walks in.
Chapter 35
Shiloh
I didn’t thinkI could be sad when the Eagles are winning, but my family proved me wrong.
I truly don’t get it. My Gran is the most loving person in the world. Why is my mother like this? And now that I’m bonded, sure I realize the connection there is something unexplainable, but if we had a child? They would be the center of our world.
If they aren’t willing to work on this relationship, then neither am I.
“Oh, look who made it,” my mother says, and I pinch the bridge off my nose.
Did she invite a friend without even checking with me first?
When I turn around and see that it’s Danny, any semblance of fixing this fractured relationship with my parents is gone. They’re dead to me.
I’m usually pretty calm, pretty nice, but when I feel the rage of all my pack mates, something in me changes.
I stand up, pointing at my mother. “You fucking invited him?” I say, causing a scene and, to be honest, I don’t give a single shit.
Jonah, Cole, and Mack are all surrounding me like an Alpha shield, ready to jump in at any moment. Cole and Jonah in particular look like they’re about to jump over these chairs and beat the shit out of Danny.
“Just hear him out Shiloh. He wants to join your pack, he’s made some mistakes, but he loves you,” she says, in an attempt at innocence.
Danny just stands there looking like a complete dipshit and I can’t believe I was ever into this asshole.
“They wouldn’t bond with me. I flew across the country by myself and went into heat mid flight. As if that wasn’t stressful enough, he and his band wrote a song about me that went viral. Not to mention this freak sent me jizz stained clothes. So no. I won’t hear him out and I won’t hear you out either. You were never the parents you were supposed to be. I’d never treat my child the way you treated me, so as far as I’m concerned we’re no longer family. Get the fuck out.”
My cheeks are flaming red, my hands are shaking, and my stomach feels like it’s going to fall out of my ass, but God it feels good. Not just saying that all out loud, but the amount of pride that floods through the bond.
“Shiloh, this is—” my father starts.
“Get. The. Fuck. Out,” Cole says, pointing at my father.
Properly scolded, but looking pissed as hell, my parents stand up. My mother’s mouth is pinched, and she holds her chin high.
“Mother, are you coming?” she says to my Gran, who has her ass perched in her chair.
