Dominic’s POV
“Have you found her yet?”
My mother questioned as she came into my study, making me flinch in surprise. She sat across from me and her hands folded neatly in her lap, she had been hard on me ever since I lost my Luna — Samantha, though I knew there was still concern lurking behind her eyes, after all, I was her son. Mother was never one to press unnecessarily, but when she did, it was because she cared.
“Yes, but she doesn’t have to do anything with me anymore,” I muttered, leaning back in the chair and scrubbing a hand down my face.
Mother tilted her head, her piercing gaze pinning me in place, somehow, she reminded me of Dad, stern, yet Mom still had softness in her. “And why would that be, Dominic? Have you ever thought about why she would not want to see you?”
