Page 48 of Her Big Bad Wolf
“Why didn’t you say something about that?” Kyle finally asked.
“Who’s gonna believe a bunch of bad kids?” Noah spat back.
“And what about the house before that?”
“They wouldn’t feed us enough,” Mason said. “Noah had to steal extra food. Cam was always starving.”
“Shut up, Mason,” Noah warned.
“And the one before that?”
“I liked them,” Cam chimed in.
“But they only liked you. They hated me and Noah.”
I’d already learned from Vanessa’s earlier talk with the boys that Cam was the smallest. Noah was the oldest. And Mason was the one in the middle.
I couldn’t fault Noah for trying to protect his younger brothers. What kind of a man would he become if he didn’t.
“The point is, I gave you every opportunity and you destroyed it every single time. It’s hard enough to find homes for kids your age while keeping you together. No family is perfect, but you weren’t even giving most of them a chance,” Kyle said.
“We’ll try harder,” Mason promised.
“I don’t know anyone dumb enough to take all three of you now, especially after this little stunt you’ve pulled. I’ve had the entire Pack out looking for you boys. Just today I had to devote two Westin Force teams to tracking you down.”
Mason perked up. “Westin Force found us?”
“No. I found you,” I told them.
Noah crossed his arms and glared up at me. “You’re the one who keeps destroying our houses.”
I mimicked his stance. “You’re the one who kept trespassing and stealing my stuff.”
We stared each other down.
Kyle peeked behind the wall. “Wow, this is cool. Where’d you find all this stuff?”
I raced to see what he was talking about.
“That’s my stuff. You stole my pillows and blankets from the guest room?”
“It’s not like you use it,” Noah challenged. “You didn’t even know it was missing.”
“When? How?”
“While you were feeding the animals,” Cam said.
“Shut up, Cameron,” Noah warned.
“Don’t talk to your brother like that.”
“Oh yeah, or what?”
I stepped into his personal space and glared down at him.
“Or I’ll string you up by your toes and use you as a pinata.”
I’d certainly thought about doing that on more than one occasion. I now suspected I’d take great pleasure in it. This snot nosed little brat was starting to get on my nerves.
