Maya

"What?" The words escaped my lips before I could hold them back.

All eyes in the pack turned toward me, and Leonardo cursed softly under his breath. His jaw tensed before he hastily plastered a smile on his face. "Please excuse her. She tends to be easily startled."

"Well, I never knew my daughter had that particular quality," my mother, always the interrupter, and a bitch, chimed in.

"You never seemed to have much time to notice, did you? From what Leo and I ...