NEVE
NEVE“You f*****g beta whore.”
I froze at the vicious snarl in my ear, and for a moment my ability to think was scattered to the winds. I couldn’t make the hate-filled words from the familiar voice make sense, and when I did it felt like I’d been stabbed through the heart. I dragged a painful breath in, trying not to sob.
“Cameron?”
The question was superfluous, but I needed to ask it anyway. I was hoping beyond hope that the person on the other end of the phone was not in fact, my son.
“Who the f**k else would it be?” he demanded, the rage giving him a rough edge to his now-deep voice. Tears burned the backs of my eyes and I blinked them back resolutely as I concentrated on the pattern in the leather of the seat. It was like a spider web, tight and precise. Well-defined, it was s
