ALDRIC'S POV
It was all I could do to keep my anger in as I stormed into the pack house, heading straight upstairs to the second living area where I knew Maryce would be.
My eyes caught her as soon as I walked in. She sat relaxing with a cup of coffee while one of the Omegas gave her a foot massage.
"Leave."
I ordered, and the Omega bowed in respect before getting up and hurrying out of the room, leaving me alone with Maryce.
"Son—"
"Where is she?" I asked, cutting off whatever she was about to say and causing Maryce to frown.
"Where's who? Who are you talking about, Aldric?" she asked, feigning confusion. If I hadn't known her better, I might have believed she actually was. Too bad I do know her better, and I'm not buying this act of hers one bit. Not even a little.
"I don't have
