Helanie:
After Norman told them he married me, everyone just went silent. My mother cried on her knees while Lord McQuoid took care of her. Darcy had no idea who to be angry at or who to be jealous of. Emma and Charlotte looked deeply upset as well. I just sat in my seat with the brothers surrounding me.
Kaye had filled us a glass of wine, and I accepted one because I needed something to keep me calm.
"Let me order you some pizza," Norman whispered in the loudest voice, and his offer was followed by Darcy scoffing and finally breaking the silence.
"She is not a child. Why do you have to baby her?" she screamed from her couch, her fists clenched.
"Neither are you, Mom, so calm down," Norman muttered, stepping up and breaking the protective circle they had formed around me.
"You’ve lost your mind! After years of hard work and achieving so much, you went out and chose her?" she wrinkled her nose hard, pretending to gag at the thought of me and her son being together.
"What’s wrong with her?" Maximus folded his arms, reaching his mother’s couch almost like challenging her.
"She’s the one who’s pointed at every alpha she’s met for sex," her choice of words was so bad that I felt like chugging down the whole glass, so I did.
"The word you’re looking for is gang-raped," Kaye corrected her, keeping his voice down.
"Huh, hasn’t it been proven that she—" she shut up, and I had a feeling she knew something too. "Well, some did. Others, she enjoyed it with. She’s been through so many guys, yet my most cherished son thought she was the best for him? Oh, goddess, what are we going to say to Jessica?"
"You don’t have to say anything to her. I’ll speak with her," Norman grunted, but she kept shaking her head. Lord McQuoid helped my mother up and then gestured at Emma, who probably didn’t like that she had to leave and miss the drama, and then in the direction of where their bedroom was.
Emma reluctantly walked over to take my mother away, but she refused to move and stood up to listen to everything.
"Why did you do that, Norman?" Now, this time, Lord McQuoid asked. He even avoided looking my way.
"I felt the mate bond with her," Norman said out loud for his mother to lift her head and stare at him.
She was no longer crying, and it was a sudden change.
"That is not possible," she said in a very confident and creepy tone, challenging Norman, who smiled.
The interaction screamed that there was more to the story.
"And why would that be, mother?" he cocked his head, and as his eyes moved to Darcy, she straightened her spine and shrugged.
"I don’t know, but why would the Moon Goddess make her anyone’s mate?" she changed her tone, sounding very low, but not crying or screaming anymore.
"And what do you have to say about that, Father? Do you still believe she’s lying? There’s truth everywhere. Every alpha that she accuses comes out and admits being wrong. Then why is it that she is still not believed?" Norman stood face to face with his father, his head down to match his father’s level. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
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