“It was best if nobody knew for the time being. Not even my family knew, because Vik would’ve chased me down and tried to give me a lesson about being a wolf.” He scrunched his face up a bit in mock disgust before his expression softened again. “I heard about the teacher thing. And a mother? Like… adoption or something?”
The ever present pout finally disappeared, and she stared down at her hands that were still moving against the wood. Despite her current demeanour, she had actually missed Joseph and was feeling somewhat calmer just being beside him. “Yeah, she was… psycho.” Zoey answered, lifting her gaze to look out of the window and watched the cars pass by outside. “And mother as in, she abandoned me as a child and let me grow up in conditions close to poverty where I starved during the day, only for her to come back twenty three years later to call both Genevieve and I into her office and drop the bomb on us.”
