Deliver Her To My Bed

"If she is dead! Our pack is dead! Get this thing down your head!"

Max was flummoxed by those words. He thought, "Skyla? What's so valuable about her?"

Averting his fingers, John passed a final glare at Max before gaping back at Elizabeth.

"We need to get Skyla somehow because if something happens to her our pack would be at threat!" said John to Elizabeth, his tone carrying urgency.

He turned to Max and said, his jaw clenched tightly, "By pushing Skyla to death, you just put the pack's security at threat, you moron, and now I will have to fix this up!"

With that, John turned around furiously and cued Elizabeth to follow him. At a panther's pace, he vanished from the courtroom.

Elizabeth turned to her son who was growing breathless out of frustration. He screeched, "Arghhh!!!"

Elizabeth patted his arms and tried to calm him down. Rubbing his shoulders up and down, Elizabeth said, "Max, please relax!"

"What's the reason that makes this b*tch so worthy that dad slapped me in front of