Ryland sits on the other side of her and grins at me.
Tonight’s dinner is prime rib with veggies and bread. I watch Ryland dig into the food and make a satisfied smile.
“At least the grub is good here, sis,” he smirks at Lenore. “I can’t say the same thing about the host.”
Lenore glances at me before smacking her brother’s arm, “Stop it, Ryland. I know you are trying to rile him up.”
“I don’t like how he treats you, Lenore. I would never treat Bethany like s**t,” Ryland snarls.
“Torben doesn’t treat me like s**t,” Lenore defends me.
“He keeps threatening to beat you,” Ryland nearly yells.
“Discipline,” I counter. “Lenore disobeyed me and needed to be punished.” Lenore sighs sadly, and I clasp her hand. “But she is my Luna, so I rescinded the punishment.”
“Oh, how nice of you,” Ryl
