"What do you think you're doing?" I yelled, and rushed toward them. "Who told you to desecrate her grave?"
"Oh, Sloane, this is where I chose to lay my son to rest. The cemetery manager was notified. I saw the engraving, and it touched me. Such a loving message from a mother. I thought it appropriate for my son to have such a peaceful place." Lily smiled softly, but her words meant the opposite. "I’ll compensate the family—surely they won’t mind. Why are you looking at me like that?"
I ignored her and grabbed the nearest shovel and began digging frantically, undoing the damage they had done.
"Sloane, stop!" Talon’s commanding tone cut through the chaos as he tore the shovel from my hands.
"How could you, Talon?" I screamed, shoving him away and falling to my knees, clawing at the freshly packed earth with my bare hands.
“Stop her! Oh my, my poor son,” Lily gave signal to the two pack’s scout with them earlier.
Before I could even think of a retort, they grabbed me, and pinned me down.
"Apologize, Sloane," Talon commanded, his voice low and dangerous.
"Never!"
Lily desecrated my mother's grave just to bury her dog, and the thought of it made me want to rip her apart.