My mother's expression hardened. "Olivia, that woman is dying. There's nothing you can do for her. But you can support your sister during this happy time."
That woman. Not even your foster mother. Just that woman.
"If you'll excuse me," I said, standing to my feet. "I'm not feeling well. I'm going to bed."
"Olivia, sit down," James said sharply, his alpha command pressing down on me..
"No." I growled out.
"I said sit down!" His eyes flashed gold briefly, his wolf surfacing.
"And I said no." I looked at him coldly, my own wolf surfacing also. "I came to dinner like you asked. I heard the announcement. Now I'm leaving."
I turned and walked out of the dining room, feeling the weight of his alpha power trying to force me to submit. But the rage I felt gave my wolf strength to resist.
Behind me, Mia's voice wobbled with fake tears. "She hates me, Mom."
"Don't worry, sweetheart," my mother soothed. "At least, thanks to her, you're now pregnant..." Her voice dropped, too low for me to hear.
My breath caught.
They knew. My parents knew what James had done—and they supported it.