I slide the phone over to my mother, and she grabs it. Glancing down, I watch her eyes move across the message, and she chuckles.
With a sigh, she lifts her gaze to mine. “This will make things worse, anger him. He will retaliate,” she tells me, and I shrug, uncaring.
He made his bed. Now he gets to roll around in it. Hopefully, the damn sheets strangle some sense into him.
“And by then, I will have him by the balls along with every Alpha in that city,” I tell her, and she raises an eyebrow at me.
“And how do you plan on doing that?” she questions.
“Have you forgotten who was the city’s accountant, Mother? I know all their shady trades, and finding Axton’s won’t be hard. I just need space to dig it up, and I can’t do that with him breathing down my neck.”
“But you haven’t got the p
