Chapter 385
I smiled internally as the door behind me ripped open. “Deal.” My mother stepped out and shut the door behind her, moving everyone back a step. “But I want you to swear it to the goddess.”
Morgan shook his head. “I shouldn’t have to swear my words are truthful to the goddess.”
She scoffed. “I think that right there shows your sincerity, Morgan. But that’s not what I meant. If you can prove to me you weren’t cheating or lying, then I will believe you, and I will have your pups. I want you to swear on the goddess that if I have proof you’re lying, that you will grant me a fast divorce.”
Shannon once again jumped in. “Deal.” She pushed her father forward. “Come on, daddy, make the deal.”
Morgan hesitated again before he nodded to himself. I think he had to work up the nerve to make the vow. “I, Morgan Bain, swear that if you have reasonable proof that I was lying or cheating, then I will grant you a divorce.”
My mother growled. “A fast divorce.”
Morgan sighed, but corrected himself. “I, Morgan Bain, swear that if you have reasonable proof that I was lying or cheating, then I will grant you a FAST divorce.” Everyone felt the vow settle around us. “Happy now?”
“Immensely.” My mom pointed to the stairs. “Amy’s friends shouldn’t have to hear this bullshit.”
Morgan frowned. “Rick and his family are still here?”
My mom rolled her eyes. “You’ve been gone less than ten minutes. Did you think they ate and then took off in that time?” She scoffed. “I was in there talking to them, and then we heard you out here.” She growled. “I told you to fucking leave and you couldn’t even fucking do that. Now go.” She crossed her arms. But even then, everyone just stared at her. She released her aura, and it pounded into them, surprising even Brandon. “GO DOWNSTAIRS NOW.” Her command took effect immediately. Morgan and Shannon spun on their heels and headed downstairs. Brandon wavered and my mother turned to him. “I know you are an alpha, and your nature is to fight a command from someone who you feel is under your authority, but I am a grown wolf, fully seated in her power. I was born an alpha, made a Luna, and I have only bowed down to your father because it was expected of me, not because he could make me.”
Brandon trembled against her. “You’re lying.” He choked out.
My mom laughed. “No, I’m not. Amy is as much mine as she is Gavin’s. Her strength comes from not just him.” I watched as her face fell. “Now, you will either listen to me now, or I will force you. And you do not want to be humbled by me.”
Brandon tried to stay upright, but I felt my mother push her aura, and he folded. He turned on his heel and walked down the stairs, fuming. “This is fucking ridiculous.”
I had to cover my mouth before I could laugh. I had to be smart. I couldn’t push this too far. While he was still in range, I looked over at my mom. “Did you really have to do that? He’s my boyfriend, soon mate, you need to do better.” I winked as she whirled to me.
She looked at me for a second, and then she smiled. “You know why I’m pissed and you’re really going to take his side over mine? Today, of all days?”
“Mom, it isn’t like that, and you know it. I’m with you. I’m on your side for what Morgan did to you, but Shannon and Brandon aren’t involved with him or his poor decisions.” I had to pinch my cheek to stop the snort and laughter.
My mom swatted me. “How could you?” She sounded hurt, and then she turned away and started towards the stairs, silently laughing as we heard the hurried footsteps of Brandon fade away. “Let’s get this done.”
She stomped down the stairs, and I followed. We made it to the kitchen table where everyone was seated and pulled out the chairs. Shannon sniffed. “Did you make your lasagna?” She wiped at her mouth. “Since we are sitting down, why don’t we eat? No reason to let the food go to waste.”
My mom snorted. “That food is for Amy’s guests. Not you. Plus, didn’t you say that you and Brandon were eating dinner, talking about the final decisions for Amy’s mating ceremony to Brandon?” She narrowed her eyes. “Or are you just as much of a liar that your father is?” My mom leaned in. “Are you fucking Brandon again, Shan? Are you stealing my daughter’s chosen mate for fun while you are pretending to plan her mating ceremony?” My mom stood slowly. “Are you a liar? A cheater?” She slammed her hands down as Shannon’s fear scented the air.
“I, I, I.” She stammered. “Of course not. Amy is my best friend.” She looked at me. “You believe me, right?”