Chapter 385

I smiled internally as the door behind me ripped open. “Deal.” My mother

stepped out and shut the door behind her, moving everyone back a step. “But I

want you to swear it to the goddess.”

Morgan shook his head. “I shouldn’t have to swear my words are truthful to

the goddess.”

She scoffed. “I think that right there shows your sincerity, Morgan. But

that’s not what I meant. If you can prove to me you weren’t cheating or lying,

then I will believe you, and I will have your pups. I want you to swear on the

goddess that if I have proof you’re lying, that you will grant me a fast

divorce.”

Shannon once again jumped in. “Deal.” She pushed her father forward. “Come

on, daddy, make the deal.”

Morgan hesitated again before he nodded to himself. I think he had to work up

the nerve to make the vow. “I, Morgan Bain, swear that if you have reasonable

proof that I was lying or cheating, then I will grant you a divorce.”

My mother growled. “A fast divorce.”

Morgan sighed, but corrected himself. “I, Morgan Bain, swear that if you have

reasonable proof that I was lying or cheating, then I will grant you a FAST

divorce.” Everyone felt the vow settle around us. “Happy now?”

“Immensely.” My mom pointed to the stairs. “Amy’s friends shouldn’t have to

hear this bullshit.”

Morgan frowned. “Rick and his family are still here?”

My mom rolled her eyes. “You’ve been gone less than ten minutes. Did you think

they ate and then took off in that time?” She scoffed. “I was in there talking

to them, and then we heard you out here.” She growled. “I told you to fucking

leave and you couldn’t even fucking do that. Now go.” She crossed her arms.

But even then, everyone just stared at her. She released her aura, and it

pounded into them, surprising even Brandon. “GO DOWNSTAIRS NOW.” Her

command took effect immediately. Morgan and Shannon spun on their heels and

headed downstairs. Brandon wavered and my mother turned to him. “I know you

are an alpha, and your nature is to fight a command from someone who you feel

is under your authority, but I am a grown wolf, fully seated in her power. I

was born an alpha, made a Luna, and I have only bowed down to your father

because it was expected of me, not because he could make me.”

Brandon trembled against her. “You’re lying.” He choked out.

My mom laughed. “No, I’m not. Amy is as much mine as she is Gavin’s. Her

strength comes from not just him.” I watched as her face fell. “Now, you will

either listen to me now, or I will force you. And you do not want to be

humbled by me.”

Brandon tried to stay upright, but I felt my mother push her aura, and he

folded. He turned on his heel and walked down the stairs, fuming. “This is

fucking ridiculous.”

I had to cover my mouth before I could laugh. I had to be smart. I couldn’t

push this too far. While he was still in range, I looked over at my mom. “Did

you really have to do that? He’s my boyfriend, soon mate, you need to do

better.” I winked as she whirled to me.

She looked at me for a second, and then she smiled. “You know why I’m pissed

and you’re really going to take his side over mine? Today, of all days?”

“Mom, it isn’t like that, and you know it. I’m with you. I’m on your side for

what Morgan did to you, but Shannon and Brandon aren’t involved with him or

his poor decisions.” I had to pinch my cheek to stop the snort and laughter.

My mom swatted me. “How could you?” She sounded hurt, and then she turned away

and started towards the stairs, silently laughing as we heard the hurried

footsteps of Brandon fade away. “Let’s get this done.”

She stomped down the stairs, and I followed. We made it to the kitchen table

where everyone was seated and pulled out the chairs. Shannon sniffed. “Did you

make your lasagna?” She wiped at her mouth. “Since we are sitting down, why

don’t we eat? No reason to let the food go to waste.”

My mom snorted. “That food is for Amy’s guests. Not you. Plus, didn’t you say

that you and Brandon were eating dinner, talking about the final decisions for

Amy’s mating ceremony to Brandon?” She narrowed her eyes. “Or are you just as

much of a liar that your father is?” My mom leaned in. “Are you fucking

Brandon again, Shan? Are you stealing my daughter’s chosen mate for fun while

you are pretending to plan her mating ceremony?” My mom stood slowly. “Are you

a liar? A cheater?” She slammed her hands down as Shannon’s fear scented the

air.

“I, I, I.” She stammered. “Of course not. Amy is my best friend.” She looked

at me. “You believe me, right?”