This isn't over

(Alexander)

I scowled as I made my way towards my parents' room, hoping that I could talk to my mother about meddling in my life.

I'm thirty-two years old, so I didn't have to listen to anyone. I could f**k who I wanted and be with who I wanted. So I don't understand why my mother couldn't get that through her head and stay out of my life.

I understand that I'm her only son, but that doesn't make anything different. I am not a child for her to pushover so I won't tolerate her interference anymore.

Upon reaching their door, I pounded on it, too angry to think clearly. Why the hell did she think that she could arrange a mate for me when I already had one?

I wasn't going to cheat on Selene, not now not ever. The door finally opened, and I saw Dad standing there, with his brow arched as he looked a……