Vivica’s POV
“You told your Mum you wouldn’t be coming back if she doesn’t fix the mess,” I started. “You want to move here?”
“No. Not yet.” she stabbed a prawn and plucked it off the fork viciously.
“So where do you plan to go?”
Her countenance change to a suspicious glare as she leaned back to watch be through slanty eyes. “Are you praying for her not to fix it or what?”
“Well, I know how adamant your mum can be.” I said. “Sorry to say.”
“No need to apologize. You aren’t wrong.”
“I remember the first time she cornered me to warn me about you.” I said with a faint smile on my face. “It was one of the scariest days of my life. She threatened to report me to Jason… I mean the Alpha of the pack, if I didn’t stop being friends with you. That was after I rejected the money she gave me.
