One week later
Genevieve's POV
"Are you going to keep staring at me like that?" I asked mum out of frustration.
"Yes, we are going to sit here until I'm sure you are okay," she responded, sitting on the chair with her gaze fixated on me. I groaned. It was currently 10:30pm and my birthday was supposed to be the following day which officially begins at 12am. Mum has been acting all weird since morning. She didn't allow me to go to school or anywhere else. I didn't understand anything at all. It was supposed to be my birthday, a joyous occasion in the life of every werewolf so why was mine any different?
She stood up from her chair that was placed in front of me and hurriedly walked towards the windows. She locked them up firmly. This was all so very confusing. Whenever I asked her what
