Chapter 68. Tired Of Running

Blood drained from Mackenzie’s face. Glued to the ground, she felt as though Selene had pulled the ground from underneath her feet.

She gaped at her, tongue-tied. Sweat coated her face and neck immediately, despite the working vents in the room.

This had to be a prank.

“What?” Selene asked, corking her right brow in sheer amusement.

“You thought I wouldn’t know?”

Mackenzie swallowed hard to dampen her dry throat.

Yes, that was exactly what she thought. Selene was not supposed to know, no one was!

Selene watched the expression on Mackenzie’s face. If she ever had doubts of who the children’s real mother was, Mackenzie had erased all the doubt with the look in her eyes.

The woman stared at her as though she had seen a ghost.

Mackenzie Torsney had fucking underestimated her, she would pay for it.

“You really thought I was going to sit still after seeing your picture with my husband scattered all over the internet? My God! You