Chapter 387

She slammed her phone onto the table where everyone could see. We all leaned in and in perfect color, there was Morgan , balls deep inside his secretary.

Morgan paled. “Where…where did you get this?” He tried to grab the phone, but my mom pulled it away.

She laughed, but it was filled with a sharpness I had never heard before. “Did you think I wouldn’t find out?” She tilted her head. “Did you think that I would have really turned this cold over a run? A fucking run?” She slammed her hands down onto the table, causing them to jump.

Morgan’s mouth bobbed up and down. “I-”

“Shut the fuck up.” My mom screamed and then she almost deflated. “I think you have done enough talking for a long time, don’t you think? Ainsley , it was just a run. Ainsley, I love you and only you. Ainsley, sleep in the same bed as me or else Amy will be in danger.” Her eyes filled with disgust. “I know.”

Morgan sank into her chair. “You know…”

“I’ve known since last year.” She clicked the text chain before she got the photo in. “Your whore had a mate, didn’t she? One that disappeared? Yeah, he transferred out after severing the bond. Surprise surprise, even non-ranked wolves don’t like their betas fucking their mates. Who knew?”

He leaned over his knees. “You have known for a fucking year?” She nodded. “Then this whole time you were mad about—”

“You fucking your secretary? That’s right. That’s why I never let you fucking touch me. I don’t want to catch rabies from the two of you.” She snarled again.

“Ainsley, it doesn’t mean anything. I do love you.” He tried, he really did, but she wasn’t fucking having it.

“You lied, you cheated, and now there is only one thing left to do.” She whispered, her eyes glazing over in pain.

Shannon shot up. “No.”

My mom shook her head. “Yes.” She closed her eyes and tilted her head back. “Because I refuse to be a second choice, mate. I deserve to be someone’s entire world.” I could hear the pain in her voice, and this time it was real. “I deserve to be treated fairly, loved fully, and goddess fucking grant me a family who appreciates me.” Her eyes landed on Shannon. “Did you ever treat me fairly, Shannon? Did you ever love me…at all? After every sleepless night, taking care of you, feeding you, keeping you clothed, happy, and safe. Have you ever once treated me like a mother? Like I was a part of this family?”

Shannon flinched. “I did! I loved you and now you’re making up this bullshit trying to defame my father.” She raised her hand and I stood up.

I raised my brow, stepping forward. “I stood up for you. Do not make me regret it. You have no stake in this.” She looked wounded. “Now. Whatever is between them, can stay there. But if you try to say she is lying again, or hit her, I will fight you.” She stepped back.

Brandon stood. “Amy, you can’t mean that.”

I looked at him. “But I do. This is my mom. And I understand Morgan is her dad and if the roles were reversed, she would do the same. He cheated, not my mom. He broke this family, not her.” I turned back to Shannon. “I’m serious.”

Her lip quivered. “But I’ll have nowhere to go.”

“You have the pack house. The beta family has a wing, remember?” I finished.

Morgan dropped to his knees and shuffled over. “Ainsley, please.” He tried to touch her, but she slapped his hand away.

“Do not fucking touch me.” She growled. Then she stood. “I expect the divorce to be processed tomorrow.”

“Goddess, please Ainsley.” He tried to move closer, and my mom relented and crouched down to his level. “I love you.” He reached for her face and this time, she allowed him to touch her.

“Once upon a time, I might have believed it.” She smiled and leaned in. “But I’m not stupid. I know now that you never loved me. You loved the power you held over me.” My mom reached out and grabbed his chin. “You loved twisting the knife my mate put there. You loved making me feel inferior. You loved how shattered I was.” She turned his face to face me and pressed her cheek against his. “But do you want to know what I think you loved the most?” The anger that came into her voice was terrifying. “I think you loved using my pup, my child, as an axe over my head. I think you loved using her safety as a key to my bed, and eventually my heart.” She turned his face back to hers. “What did you used to say, Morgan?”

“I didn’t—” He stated, but I saw her fingers tighten on his jaw.

“Oh, that’s right. If you aren’t going to be a proper wife to me, I don’t know how I can keep Amy safe. If Vince doesn’t think we are an actual family, I won’t be able to fight him on you both becoming a slave.” She pushed his face away, causing him to fall to the floor. “At first I was too hurt to realize it for what it truly was. I thought you were just looking out for me, for her, but this past year…I saw your manipulations. And I realized.” She stood. “You used to threaten a two-year-old pup about becoming a slave just to sleep with me. You fucking disgust me. Now get the fuck out of my house.”