To be blunt and honest, Helen had never had much of a maternal side to her and being a mother to a male teenage wolf came with its great deal of annoyances and she was dealing with one right now.
The routinely mess that her son Logan always left in the room made her constantly have a sneer on her face and when it was finally time to do his laundry, that sneer would always turn into a grimace.
The boy was not the most neat person in the world. In fact, male wolves were not the most neat creatures in the supernatural world. While the she- wolves stressed superficially about their appearances, the males rather had an edge to them. An edge that the females found quite annoying. They did not care a lot about how they looked, where they put their clothes after shifting, they did not care at a
