I headed straight to my mom’s room, where I found her lying on her bed, fully dressed and half asleep.
"So," I smirked, stepping closer and taking off her shoes. "Looks like I get my knack for running away from you."
"I’m sorry, sweetheart," She mumbled drunkenly.
"Don’t worry about it," I smiled back. "You have nothing to apologize for; I know this hasn’t just been rough on me, you're hurting too, along with Ant."
She sighed, "I’m the adult. I shouldn’t be running away and getting drunk."
I laughed as I lay down beside her, holding her hands between us.
"Hey, don't stress about it, mom. You're only human."
Mom chuckled, adding, "If by ‘human’ you mean a fierce werewolf with magical abilities, then yes, I’m just human."
I stayed with her until sleep took over, then retreate
