Chapter 115

• “It’s not much, is it?” my mother scoffed.
• “Very small,” my father added, not bothering to keep his voice low enough to avoid me overhearing. “He must have another home that he keeps separate from Leah. I’m sure an alpha like him has plenty of mistresses to keep him occupied when he’s away from home.”
• Blood rushed to my face as embarrassment and anger coursed through me. Over the years, I had gotten used to them making snide, hurtful remarks about me, but the past few weeks had apparently been enough to make me sensitive to their abuse in a way I hadn’t experienced in years.