Free My Blood Approves 2 - Fate by Amanda Hocking

accepted to a boarding school in New York,” Milo answered stiffly. “Thanks to my grades, I’ve received a full scholarship. The semester starts in a week, and they want me to get there early. So I’m going to leave tomorrow.”
    “What?” Mom looked confused. Milo was the good one, and she wasn’t used to him not making any sense. “Why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?”
    “I was waiting for the right time to tell you,” Milo said.
    “That’s why we want to the vacation house,” Jack smiled too broadly. “As one last hoorah before he goes.”
    “What?” Mom repeated. “I don’t understand why you wouldn’t tell me about this.”
    “I was afraid you’d be angry about me leaving.” Milo didn’t sound afraid or apologetic, though. He sounded like a robot.
    “Why would I be angry? All I’ve ever done is stress how important a good education is for you kids, so you don’t end up like me.” Mom softened and looked down at the letter, trying to read it in the darkness. “So you’re leaving tomorrow?”
    “Yeah.”
    “How are you getting there?” Mom asked.
    “Plane. Jack bought the ticket for me.” Milo gestured towards him, and Jack smiled at her.
    “Oh.” Mom swallowed and looked at me for the first time. “You knew about this?”
    “Um, yeah,” I shrugged.
    “And you didn’t tell me?” Mom snapped.
    “No. I didn’t. Neither did Milo. But thanks for getting angry with me,” I said.
    “Oh, never mind.” She glanced at the clock and downed the rest of her brandy. “I don’t really have time for this.” She stood up, brushing hair back from her forehead. “But you’re leaving tomorrow, right? So I’ll have a chance to say a proper goodbye to you then?”
    “Yeah,” Milo lied. He was leaving tonight, and she wouldn’t realize it until it was too late. He’d leave a note explaining that the plane left before she woke up.
    “Alright then.” Mom nodded once and put out her cigarette in the ashtray. She grabbed her oversized purse from the table and headed over to the shadows where Milo hid by the door.
    “Have a good time tonight,” Jack interjected, putting himself between her and Milo. It was still too soon for Milo to handle her going in for a hug.
    “Oh, I will.” Mom touched her hair, taken back by Jack’s interruption, and unable to figure out how to rectify it. She smiled at him, and then turned to me with her usual scowl. “You. We’ll talk later.”
    After she walked out of the apartment, I tried not to think about how tremendously sad that was. That was the last time Milo was ever going to see his mother, and he couldn’t even hug her goodbye.
    She hadn’t always been the greatest mom and spent most of her time anywhere but home, but she was still our mother. She deserved a better goodbye than that.
    “Oh, hell,” Jack exhaled shakily once she had left, and I saw his whole body relax. “You’ve gotta get that under control.”
    “I’m trying!” Milo insisted. “But it wasn’t my fault! You saw the way she was fawning all over you-” His voice turned into a low snarl, and Jack held up a hand to stop him.
    “Yeah, I was there, but seriously.” Jack shook his head. “You can’t be like that!”
    “Be like what?” I asked, confused. Milo was having issues with bloodlust, but I didn’t understand why it was solely directed at our mother.
    “Nothing,” Milo said sheepishly.
    “Go pack up the rest of your stuff.” Jack gestured to his room. “Let’s get out of here before you do something really stupid.”
    “Sorry.” Milo slunk off to his room. 
    Once he was gone, I whirled on Jack, and whispered fiercely, “What was that about? What’s going on?”
    “Remember how things were complicated before?” Jack asked, shooting a glance over his shoulder to make sure that Milo was out of earshot. “Well, they just got a whole lot worse.”
    “What are you talking about?” I narrowed my eyes at him.
    “Milo is jealous.”
    “Of