"The one that means you've already decided you're better than your own mother."
That one hit a little too close to home.
I looked away briefly.
She continued.
"You've disliked Damian since the first day you met him."
"Maybe because something about him feels wrong."
"Or maybe because you decided not to like him before you even gave him a chance."
I frowned.
"I did give him a chance."
She looked unconvinced.
I wasn't surprised.
Neither of us had ever been particularly good at backing down.
"Nobody trusts him," I said.
The words came out before I could stop them.
Her expression immediately cooled.
"Nobody?"
"The elders don't."
"Since when do the elders decide who I can spend time with?"
"The pack doesn't."
"They barely know him."
I sighed.
"Even some of his own pack membe
