Zoya didn't bother driving to the pack house, she just mindlinked her family that she arrived and drove straight to her own house which was just a 30 minutes walk from her family home. Finally, Zoya arrived at a victorian house but as she always did, she hesitated outside the door before heading in. The house is quiet but she can smell her mom's scent.
"Mom?"
Zoya found her beautiful mother in the kitchen. She sighed and hugged her mother as she turned off the stove.
"Mom don't be angry. I'm alright aren't I?"
"You silly child. I know you're strong but don't take it too far. I don't want to be the annoying mother who still nags at you at your age but I'm your mother, I worry."
"Mom, have you forgotten that I'm also already a mother. I don't honestly experience the works of being a mot
