JANE
"You pose that question as if I answer to you," Mr. Cannon scoffed. "And yes, I won't let her stay. What are you going to do about it? Eh, tigress?"
Mrs. Morgan's eyes turned bloodshot and her fangs elongated. It was as if she was going to launch an attack at her husband, but she took a deep breath and rubbed her chest, seemingly to calm herself.
Her fangs retracted and her bloodshot eyes turned back to normal. A dark shade of grey. "I don't want to fight with you tonight, Cannon," she said grimly. "Please don't make things hard for us. And...," she paused and after a while, her gaze dropped to me.
I'd thought she paused earlier, but from her sudden gaze on me, I could very much figure out that she mind-linked the rest of her words to Mr. Cannon.
I turned to look at him to see i
