Chapter 390

We walked into Vince’s office a few minutes later, and everyone was already waiting. Morgan and Shannon were on the left. One chair was empty to the right, and Brandon was standing next to Vince, who was already seated behind the desk, looking stern.

“Alpha Vince,” I nodded once and stood behind my mother, who took the chair.

“Vince,” My mom looked to the left. “I assume you know why we are here.”

He nodded. “I did hear. But why don’t you tell me?”

My mom rolled her eyes. “I’m here for a quick divorce and a transfer. I already submitted my request to the King.” Everyone stopped breathing.

“You did what?” Vince’s voice was barely a whisper.

But my mom smiled. “Did you think I would stick around here?” She chuckled. “My request to transfer has already been approved, my new pack has accepted me, and I just have to finalize everything here.” She looked down at her nails.

“You had no right,” Morgan screamed.

But my mom just swung her head toward him. “Are you stupid?”

Morgan blinked slowly at her. “What?”

“Are you stupid? Did you hit your head? Did you somehow forget everything about me in the span of a fucking day?” She slammed her hand down on the table.

“I, I, I.” Morgan looked at Vince, and I could see the pleading look on his face.

“I, I,”

“What do you mean, Ainsley?” Vince was doing his best to stay cordial, but he was failing. I leaned against the wall and watched everything unfold silently.

“My goddess-given mate cheated on me…” My mom shook her head as if that explained everything. And it honestly did. They were just too stupid to understand what she was saying.

“Yes, I know.” Vince looked at me, but he raised his eyebrow like he was asking for an explanation.

I sighed, and I pushed off the wall. “My mother was almost dying, in pain, and as soon as she found out about the betrayal, she asked the King for a transfer, applied to packs, and was gone in a day. Mating bonds are obviously different from a marriage. One is more sacred, but less binding. If she could do all of that while dealing with losing my brother, this is nothing, and she is confused as to why you are both so blindsided by her swift actions.”

Vince turned to Morgan. “What happened?”

Morgan’s voice failed him as he fumbled over his thoughts. “It was a mistake,” he finally finished.

“What do you mean?” Vince’s eye twitched.

My mom clenched her fists. “Yesterday, I caught him in a lie. But let’s be honest here. You aren’t stupid, Vince, and you know everything that goes on in this pack house.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about, Ain.” He smiled and did his best to seem like he was on her side. I watched his detached amusement. They were really going to pretend that no one had any idea Morgan was an idiot.

My mom smirked as she pulled out her phone. “Really?” She scrolled for a few minutes before she looked up. “You are sticking to the story. You don’t know what I’m talking about, Vince?”

He held up his hands. “Ainsley, I’m on your side. I understand Morgan lied, but that doesn’t qualify for a divorce. You need a better reason.”

She nodded. “Sure. But he swore to the goddess that if I could prove he was lying to me, that he was betraying me, that he would give me a quick divorce.” She crossed her arms. “Are you saying that you won’t follow the promise made to the goddess, because you think my reasoning isn’t good enough to get a divorce?” Her eyes turned cold. “Is that what you are saying to me, Vincent?”

“Hey now. I understand he made promises, and I will do my best to make sure he follows through with them, but I don’t understand. Were there any witnesses to the promise?”

I looked around the room, and Morgan shook his head. “I never made the promise.”

My mother growled and shot to her feet. “You fucking lying piece of shit!”

Shannon came over and grabbed my mother’s hand. “Mom, please. I know my dad lied to you, but you can work past this, please. Stay for me. Stop making up these lies about a promise to the goddess. We can’t work through anything if we aren’t truthful.” She shot me a look, pleading. Then she turned to Brandon. Everyone turned to him. I could see him thinking through his choices.

“Brandon? What did you see?” Vince prompted him, but his eyes snapped to mine. There was pain there. I could see Brandon turn to Vince, and they were mind-linking. Vince’s eyes widened. “Ah, I see.” Then Brandon turned and left.

“Hey!” Shannon went to grab his arm, but he spun away and slammed the door. “Where did he go?”