Dustin's POV
"Explain!" I roared as I walked into my mother's office with Rosalie, her mate Jeremy, Elder John, and Esme short on my heels.
The whole family was already gathered there waiting for us to arrive.
"Show respect boy!" My father growled, getting up from his chair, but my mother grabbed onto his shoulder, shaking her head, and calming him down.
"She left," my mother answered, finding my gaze.
"Why? You should have made it better not worse!" I growled, angry and upset with her.
"It is more complicated than you think," she answered, keeping her gaze on me.
"What did you show her?" I asked, trying to get my temper under control.
"The truth..." she answered and got to her feet.
I c****d my head to the side, reading my mother's. She might be a complicated bundle of joy and
