I walked to the central island and rested my hands on the cool marble, looking across at Maddox. He leaned against the refrigerator, arms folded, glaring at me.
“So,” I began, keeping my voice calm. “Does your mother know that I was married before this?”
Maddox raised one eyebrow. “I bet she does.”
“And she’s fine with that?” I asked. “She doesn’t care that I have a son from another marriage, or that I come with a mountain of political problems from the Frost Rainbow pack?”
Maddox leaned forward slightly, a short, arrogant smile touching the corner of his mouth.
“The only judgmental person in this family is me, omega.”
I stared at him across the marble and let out a small, tired sigh. “Well, at least you’re honest about being unpleasant.”
“I’m realistic,” Maddox said, standing strai
