Lisa's P.O.V.
"Why did you think of calling Eloise? Do you know what kind of impact it would have on us if she had recorded it?" My mother stood in front of me and scolded me angrily.
"Of course, I do. However, if she isn't dealt with, I don't think this matter will get any better." I retorted, unconvinced.
"Before you fully understand what's happening, don't even think about leaving this room." She pulled my ear hard.
I had no choice but to stay in my room and pretend to reflect on my mistakes. However, I knew that my mother had become abnormal ever since Atticus was injured.
Everyone in the pack was looking forward to my wedding with Atticus, so it was normal for her to lose control of her emotions. I could only helplessly roll around in bed and hope that something would happen to her so that I could leave this place.
Someone was knocking on my window. I walked to the window and quickly pulled it open. A figure quickly rolled in.
