Chapter 39. He Isn’t Yours

Nyla’s POV

“While you don’t head over to the pack committee center, you can have someone take care of your son,” Doctor Dart’s assistant offered her tone dripping with sarcasm.

That’s the option we get but I had no option for that because I needed a practitioner in this field who could handle my pup with great care.

“No, I can’t…”

“Then, I’m Sorry there’s nothing I could do,” I took in a deep breath swallowing up my anger even though Mama T was already overboard by the humiliation. Our growing voice attracted the bodyguards on patrol who led us out of the building so as not to cause a nuisance.

We stood by the roadside waiting for a cab before Mama T got a call, she distanced a little from the noise to answer her call and when she returned she told me about her neighbor calling her to inform her of a buyer who wanted to buy the laundromat. The only business Mama T managed with Jenny.

I felt bad when she chose to sell it off since we began o