Chapter 118

"Yes it does," I say. "It does matter. And it matters to Stella and Jeremy as well, obviously. What happened with the Purgatory? And how do you know those two people out there?" "Leave me out of this! Jeremy is not to be involved in this!" I hear Jeremy faintly yell from the living room. Liam growls and peaks his head out the door, telling Jeremy to shut up and mind his own business before slamming the door shut and locking it. "Liam? Answer me," I demand angrily once he faces me again. His eyes have now taken on a darker tint at the seriousness of this conversation. He doesn't reply. All he does is stare at the wall in silent rage. I step forward and refuse to be ignored as I grip his arm, "Liam, listen to-" "I don't like to talk about the death of my pack, just how you don't like to talk about your mom." He answers sullenly. I let my grip on him slip. The death of his pack? And then it hits me.