Chapter 35

Quinlan

"I will not allow you to do that," Ronika stated for the umpteenth time as the guards at my home let us in. The security around my home had been increased, even though I could easily take care of any attackers on my own. I had gotten a call from my mother, stating that she was at my house and that she wanted to talk to me urgently. I knew it was about the confrontation I had with my father; after all, he was her mate.

"I have already made up my mind," he said, packing the car in the driveway in front of the cascading fountain.

"He is your father, Quinlan, or have you forgotten that part?" she insisted, making me lean on the steering wheel.

"You will not engage your father in a fight while I am watching," she repeated again, making me close my eyes briefly. I got out, slamming the door while I gritted my teeth. I had just had about enough of her insistence as I prepared to be met with another one from my mother. As if on cue, the front door opened, and both she and my grandma g