Bab 610: The Stubborn Wish Of The Stubborn Son

(From Blue's Perspective)

Someone was watching me. Us. Or, just me, perhaps. But someone was out there for sure with their eyes on this place.

"You okay?" Dem asked, placing his hand on top of mine.

"Yeah, fine," I mumbled.

"Tell me if something is wrong," he insisted.

"I don't know… I feel like someone is watching me," I said.

"Is it because of the Melissa incident?" Dion asked. "I also feel rather unsettled."

"Just because of that?" Demian scoffed.

We were having tea in the garden. Bree was hunting rabbits in the forest. I hated it. But she would not listen to me.

None of my children could shapeshift. It was because they had black mana in them. Besides, they were more human than werewolves. Sure, they had extraordinary hearing and sight. But the most important thing about werewolves was that they could shapeshift which my children could not. Bree always sighed that it was just a shame that she could not turn into a wolf.