Third Person's POV
Germain's lips tightened, his face a mask of displeasure.
His usual guise of affability was gone, replaced by a sullen expression.
Maya quickly tried to smooth things over, "This isn't your father's handwriting! Someone must have forged it. Why would he dissolve his mating bond with your mother?"
Her eyes darted accusingly at Paisley as she spoke. "You're the one who produced the proof, aren't you? What grudge do you hold against the Blue Abyss Pack? Forging a document to upset her and drive her to illness."
Paisley shot back coldly, "You don't even know who I am. When the Blue Abyss pack approached ours for a mating bond, Germain and I had never met. How could I forge his handwriting?"
"Speaking of forging, Maya, you're always by Germain's side. You're more likely
