"So what if he is your son?" Edira questioned with a hint of reproach in his voice. "Do you think that just because he is your son, you don't need to show him adequate respect?"
"I am his mother, and I—"
"I know that you are my mother, but you too don't have the right to insult me or my woman," snapped Killian. "Now go back; you don't want to stay away from your pack, do you? You will hate it if others start to think that you are moving here, right? Wouldn't want to associate with my crazy self, right?"
Molly gave him a look of sheer loathing. That's right, loathing. The woman hated him, and not in a light-hearted manner, but in a way an enemy would. Her gaze then shifted and turned to Inez. And the loathing within her eyes turned even more intense. Inez stared defiantly back without saying anything.
Seeing Inez staring back, Molly scoffed before turning around on her feet and walking past the two of them.
