Chapter 38: One Week Left

Maya "What?" The words escaped my lips before I could hold them back. All eyes in the pack turned toward me, and Leonardo cursed softly under his breath. His jaw tensed before he hastily plastered a smile on his face. "Please excuse her. She tends to be easily startled." "Well, I never knew my daughter had that particular quality," my mother, always the interrupter, and a bitch, chimed in. "You never seemed to have much time to notice, did you? From what Leo and I recall, you were occupied with, shall we say, other affairs," Maximus shot back with a wry chuckle, effectively silencing my mother. I shouldn't have felt a spark of satisfaction, but I did. Despite their dispicable actions, my mother had inflicted far more injustice upon me than these two individuals. She was the original perpetrator, and they were merely the subsequent players who wouldn't have entered the picture if she had been a better parent. "What's your point, Max? Are you saying you two know more about her than I do?