Jaxon sat with Aunt Cecelia, his foster mother, in their cozy home. She looked at him with concern etched on her face and he noticed, making him flash a teasing smile, "Mom, why the face? You've been looking at me like that since I got back."
"Who the hell told you it was a good idea to follow a whole army of vampires back to their have? Don't you think before you do things sometimes?" She complained.
"Oh mom, I was only performing my duty."
"Which kind of duty is that? Nobody has done it and you thought you could because you're some super hero, right?"
"Mom, I'm here and I'm fine. That's all that matters." He said and held her hands in his.
"You don't know how worried I was…how Junior couldn't eat or sleep because his big brother was gone. You just do things without thinking about an
