But I’ve had enough. First Faith appears, wrecking me and Mack’s mating ceremony, and now my father’s here to drag me back to Minnesota? No…. just no.
“I would think that since the issues concerning the Dacres occurred after you left your mate, you’d take some responsibility for what is happening now.”
I forget everyone at the table and turn to face my father. “You’re saying this is my fault? That my rejecting Shane did what, exactly? Sent him crazy enough to kill his own father?”
He doesn’t respond, but Mack does. “Aerin, come on, let’s—”
I shake my head, all the while keeping my gaze trained on my father. “You said the pack was unstable. What did you mean?”
“You wish to talk about this here?”
He means in public. He means it as another reprimand for me failing to keep up appearances
