Chapter 90.

JASON.

As I walk back into the dining room, jaw clenched, I find my parents still chatting away with Liam, acting as if they haven’t just shaken up Stacy’s entire morning. The air is thick with my frustration, and I clear my throat, drawing their attention.

“Mom,” I say, keeping my voice low but with a hard edge. She looks up, surprised by the sternness in my tone. “Why would you ask Stacy about remarriage? You know I only just convinced her to consider coming back to the Midnight Pack. One step at a time, remember?”

Mom’s brows raise, clearly taken aback by my irritation. “Jason, dear, I only mentioned it because we want Stacy back as our Luna,” she says, her tone softened with just a hint of exasperation, as if it’s the most natural thing in the world. She glances at Liam, as if his presence here is enough justification for all of it.

I grit my teeth, tempering my response. “That’s what I want too, Mom,” I reply, dragging a hand through my hair, a habit I’ve picked up trying