“You work too much, Mischa.” Anthony sighed. “Are you purposely adding extra work to your schedule just to avoid me?” he asked, “Because you’re still mad at me.”
“No, I’m not on purpose using work to avoid you. I admit I did at first, but now I’m simply doing what I said I would at that mating ball, to help create less waste of pack funds… And yes, I’m still mad about what you did.
“Something like that will take time to get past. I’m not so mad that I won’t talk to you, or eat with you, as I was when you came off that shaming post now am I, so I’d say we’re making progress.” She told him and placed that contract down on the desk.
“I am trying to make it up to you, but you don’t make it easy, Mischa,” he muttered.
“Should I make it easy for you? Is that how you see it? That my pain and
