NovelBookChapter 451
My father had hung up as soon as | was done explaining without saying anything. | looked at my mother who
looked as confused as | felt. She pulled the phone back to her and furrowed her brow, and started typing. "What
are you doing?" | pulled out my hairdryer and started in on my hair. | watched her out of the corner of my eye as
| finished getting ready.
My mom kept typing on her phone and barely glanced up at me. "That was fucking rude." She started typing
again.
"What was?" | bent over to dry the underneath of my hair and all | heard was her clicking at her screen.
"He just hung up." She tossed out and | snorted.
"You will get used to it." | flipped back over and shut the dryer off. | grabbed soil to scrunch out the cast on
my hair. My mom looked atand | laughed. "He does it all the time. He has the attention span of a goldfish. If
he has a thought, he needs to deal with it right away or he forgets it."
My mom stopped typing. "But he wasn't like this before."
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| finished my hair and turned to look at her. "Probably because he had you to talk to and to remind him. He
doesn't have that anymore." | did slight makeup as my mom processed my words.
"Fucking hell." She leaned against the mirror and | saw a look cross her face. "Stop it." | snapped at her.
She looked atwith wide eyes. "Stop what?"
| dropped the hand that was holding my eye liner and just looked at her. "Don't play dumb with me. | know you
and that look." She blinked at me. "My father's issues with remembering things is not on you. He found a way to
work around it. It is not your fault that he has a short attention span. Rude or not, he figured it out. Stop trying to
make this somehow your fault because you left."
She sighed. "But-"
"But nothing." | went back to my makeup. "Your mate is a little forgetful, but that isn't on you. Just like
everything that happened after you left wasn't on you. Everyone made choices with the information they had,
and at the moment, it was the right decision." | shrugged. "We can always work with the pack when we get
back."
My mom's eyes lit up. "The pack?"
| nodded. "In a couple of days... you will be back home." She was almost vibrating with her excitement. "But |
need to go into work and get everything in place before we do."
My mom settled at that. "Right. We also need to get the tents and everything in place."
| thought about it for a second, but | shook my head. "No need."
My mom tilted her head and watched as I finished my makeup. “Why won't we need it?"
"Because this plan has us moving quicker. So we won't need to have Rick's and Alannah's families in the yard.
They won't even be staying here." My mom shook her head slowly. "What?"
"Unless you set up a should like you have here, Carly, Rick's family and Alannah's should stay here." Myé mom
jumped from the counter and turned to look atin the mirror. "Vince will definitely be looking for them, and
using magic to do so. We can't chance them being found in your father's pack lands before we are ready."
She was right. "Fuck."
"But!" She held up her finger. "Lynn is ready." My mom smiled. "I can't say she is healed, because | don't think
that will ever happen, but she is ready to kill Derek. Take her and
Toya with you, leave everyone here with Wendy and me."
| turned to her, propping my hip on the counter. "But dad-"
"Can wait an extra few days. Keeping everyone safe and secure as we move in the shadows is the best. And
Wendy and | can handle any rogues if they pop up." My mom leaned in to kiss me. "FocusOn saving the kids, and
getting Rick, Alannah and their families here. We can use Lynn's, yours, and Toya's room to house everyone.
They will be safe, and you and your father can finish this." | sighed and then nodded. | looked at the tand
realized | had to go or else | would
be late. | kissed my mom and ran from the room. "Make sure you grab breakfast."
| chuckled as | slammed through the closet doors and down the stairs. | ran from
the house, and instead of taking the car, | just shifted to run to the pack house. It
will burn senergy and make it seem like I'm on edge.
Nix chuckled as | ran down the street. We are on edge.
| snorted. Ain't that the fucking truth.
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