TRISTEN
The moment I stepped into the house, the first time I saw was Priscilla and Ember under the tree. It was strangely infuriating, and I hated it so much. All of my hard work in causing problems between Ember and Lucas was not working. What the hell was I going to do now?
Both ladies shifted their gaze to me, and I looked at them heatedly. “We need to talk, Priscilla,” I said at last.
She frowned a bit at that. “But, I'm busy here,” she tried to say.
I gave her a look. “I don't care. Come with me right now,” I said at once, and moved out of the pack house again.
This was the worst thing that could happen right now, and I had no idea how I was going to stop things from getting out of my control. Lucas and Ember need to…
“Tristen, what's with the whole tough boy attitude?” Priscil
