After further thinking about the situation, I came to agree with Trina when she said this was a great idea. This was almost the perfect time to enact my revenge on Lyndon. If he didn’t want to accept me, then I was going to make life hell for his wolf, just as he was doing to mine.
The first step of it all was to ask Mitch for his permission.
"Ready doll?!" Mitch and Trina currently sat in a black Mercedes outside my house waiting for me. All that was left for me to grab on were some sneakers, my bracelets, and I was out the door.
As I ran down the stairs, I was quickly stopped in my tracks by my mother. An involuntary sigh left my lips. For these past two days after the meeting, every conversation with my mother started and ended with ways to please Lyndon or ways to cope with m
