Joseph's pov
In the living room of Parker's Mansion.
The atmosphere was thick with tension.
"Dad, didn't we agree that we would pick you up at the airport? How come you changed your flight without telling us, causing Joe to make a wasted trip? Moreover, you get older and have a badly-diseased heart, what if..." Mom complained.
"Are you blaming me?" My grandfather wore a gloomy face.
"Come on, Dad, Charlotte didn't mean it that way. She is just worried about you. If something happened to you, we..." My father explained.
Impatiently waving his hand, my grandfather interrupted, "Oh, my God! I am a werewolf, although I am old, I have not lost my ability to protect myself. What could happen? I'm perfectly fine. You're just worrying for no reason. Now go do whatever you need to do. Don't w
