"Dad, I didn't do anything. I was just at my locker and Lux came over here storming up out of control, accusing me of being seen with this guy just because his girlfriend and her Barbie friends said that somebody had seen me with him at a party."
Everybody around was listening to the conversation. It was clear Cassie was being overdramatic to try and make me look bad. Looking around the hallway, he frowned at the other students. "Don't you all have class!"
He was pissed, and as the kids who lingered around quickly disappeared. He turned his gaze to me. "The two of you in my office, now."
Our father was a very calm and kosher man. However, when things got out of control or we misbehaved, he took it seriously. As soon as we turned down the hallway, the door to his room came into view.
"I don't know the truth behind what happened, and honestly, I don't care. The fact of the matter is I could feel your power, Cassie, from right down the hall to where I was, and that is not good for anybody," he said as he closed his office door.
"I'm sorry," she whispered, causing a smirk to cross my face.
I was glad to see Cassie getting what she deserved. Yet, when his gaze turned to me, it became even angrier. "I don't see what you think is so amusing, Pollux. You are the one that initiated this entire thing."
Standing straight with my mouth open, I shook my head. "No, I didn't. She started it by going off with Lucas at some damn party, trying to make herself look like a whore in front of the entire pack."
"Excuse me?! Did you just call your sister a fucking whore? Have you lost your goddamn mind? Do you know what Damian, or even Talon and your mother, would say, hearing you talk about your own sister like this?"
Guilt filled me. Mom was everything to me. She was beautiful and graceful. Everything a boy could ever wish to have in a mother, she was the person I was the closest to out of all of them.
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