Alanna's POV
Alanna's POV
Oh my boy! Oh my sweet little boy! He cannot even recognise his own mother. But then again, he doesn't really know what I look like either. His memory was just starting to store things in mind when I gave him away. I highly suspected that he would recognise me by the eye colour. We both have the same eyes. But even then he didn't.
I used to sit at the cafe and observe him everyday. I watched him grow up. I used to stand before the school gates where he studied. He once thought that I was a homeless woman and gave me his lunchbox instead. His sweet heart surprised me. It was nothing like Judah's. Or mine.
I befriended Olive because I knew she was growing closer to him. I didn't know her for years. I have known her since she started going out with my son. I 'accidentally' ran into her one day at the grocery store and that's how the conversation started. She was nice enough to visit me too, ever since I told her that I lived alone most of my life.
These two people should understand that kindness gets them nowhere!
And I was slowly starting to feel ashamed by the fact that he did not shift into his wolf yet. He was happily embracing his human side. I don't even know if he knows the fact that he is a werewolf. I guess not because he is always surrounded by human friends. There was a blondie until last year who suddenly vanished. Maybe she died. I'm not sure.
So I went to his home yesterday. I 'accidentally' ran into them at the coffee shop and they invited me to their place. Fools.
In the name of massage I scratched Brent with my werewolf nails. I am pretty sure that should trigger his werewolf gene and if I am right, he should be shifting in less than a day.
And that is when the game is going to start. I cannot wait.
This should and will reach his father. Judah. And I am finally going to get what I always wanted. Brent is my only shot this time and I am not going to mess this up!
Oh dear Moon Goddess! Stay by my side.