ALEXANDER'S POV
"Would you like to wear, the black one or the blue one?" My mom asked me while holding two suits in her hand.
"Choose whatever mom, it's not like these suits are going to make any difference," I said pissed before going out of the room.
Once I was out of my room, the guilt of talking rudely to my mom washed over me, as I hugged before exiting the corridor. But I can't help it either.
I have been feeling like this for a month now.
It has been exactly a month since I last saw her.
Hunter has shunned me out since he blames me for the reason she left us without saying anything. Neither does he talks to me, nor he comes and takes over my body anymore until it's related to some killing.
He has barred himself from changing into a wolf until a rogue is in the picture.
He had killed more than 200 rogues in the last month, even going to the extent of venturing out of the boundaries so that he can kill some more and ease his anger.
