Chapter 351

My blood ran cold when I heard her words. My mind flashed back to my first life, strapped to a table while my child was ripped out of me.

"That will never happen," Nix growled.

Megan ran her side down the barrier. "We are smarter and more prepared than they are. We will not fail in our mission."

Their calm, matter-of-fact voices helped me shake myself from that life, that nightmare I lived before.

"Amy isn’t stupid. She would ensure most of her wealth would go to her mother.”

"You are married to Ainsley,” Shannon said, confused, and Morgan sighed.

“Yes, but if she inherited billions and Amy was dead, she would disappear. Especially now.”

“Why?”

Morgan sighed again, and I had to stop my laugh from escaping. “Because she doesn’t love me anymore. She might have stuck around before I messed up, but not anymore. She would have no reason to. Vince’s only bargaining chip is Amy. It’s how he threatened her when she first came, and early this year. If Ainsley doesn’t perform basic wifely duties, Amy can be taken as a slave. Well, she could have been until she graduated and became a fully integrated member of society.”

“And now?”

“Now he has threatened to kill her.” I felt my fist clench again, but a smile spread across my face.

“Do you think he would win? Vince, I mean. Amy is strong.” Morgan laughed.

“Vince killed her father, Gavin. He can kill Amy.” The world stopped.

"Holy fucking shit," Nix said softly.

“Amy, go back to your room. Now.” Megan’s words jolted me from my stupor.

I ran back to my room and had just silently shut the door when Shannon’s door opened. I leaned against the door with my eyes closed. Holy goddess, did that just happen? I was vibrating. This was the first actual admission that Vince was somehow involved with the rogues.

I needed to speak to my father. I grabbed the bags on the floor, the ones my mother left inside my room. I think she assumed she wouldn’t be able to cross, and I ran to my closet. I ran downstairs, bringing the bags with me and dropping them onto the table.

Toya came down the stairs, confused. “What’s going on?”

“One minute.” I ran upstairs for the last of the groceries and then came back. Wendy and Toya were already putting stuff away. “You will never fucking guess what just happened!” I was out of breath with my excitement.

“What?” Wendy paused, putting something into the upper cupboard.

“Morgan just admitted that Vince was the reason my father died!” I jumped up and down.

Wendy looked at me, confused. “But he’s not dead…”

“I know that. You know that. But Vince and Morgan think he’s dead.”

Toya grabbed another bag, pulling the shirt from up top. “I was going to ask you about this,” she said, waving the shirt around. “But how did Morgan admit Vince was behind their deaths in the first place?”

I pulled the last bag to me, pulling the groceries from it. “He was placating Shannon.”

“Why?” Toya lifted a brow.

I laughed. “Because I told her Brandon asked me to be his luna.” I grinned.

“You poked the bear,” Wendy offered, and I nodded.

“Yep. I poked the bear. And I’m happy I did.” I leaned against the table. “It started just to piss her off, which I love to do. Did I tell you she wanted me to buy her a car?” I shook my head at Wendy’s wide eyes. “I know. And Morgan has been siding with me, which I found strange, but I was going to give him the benefit of the doubt. I knew he was trying to get back on my mother’s good graces, but that wasn’t it at all.”

Toya straightened. “What do you mean?”

“All this time, I thought he was trying to win her back because he loved her.” I shook my head. “Until I graduated, they were still trying to control my mother by threatening me. They could still use the old laws to make me a slave if my mother didn’t,” I air quoted, “fulfil her wifely duties.” Both Wendy and Toya groaned.

“Seriously?” Wendy rolled her eyes.

I just nodded. “His exact words. But now they can’t. I graduated, and I have officially inherited my father’s pack and lands, even if I can’t move there.” I pulled out a chair. “Then Shannon asked why don’t they just mate me with Brandon and then just kill me off.”

Toya and Wendy both pulled out chairs, the food forgotten. “And?” Wendy leaned in.

“They discussed it! But Morgan said that all of my money would be inherited by my mom, and she would disappear, as nothing would be holding her to the pack. And he is one hundred percent correct. They know they wouldn’t get shit.”

“So…” Toya furrowed her brow and leaned her head in her hands.