Raul's POV
My mom stood up and went inside, when she came back she brought a bottle of a favorite wine our family loved, I smiled when I saw the wine.
"You still drink this?" I asked and she nodded, pouring the wine into three cups. I wondered if it was okay to drink it. I drank it anyway even with the contemplation I had.
I downed it in one go, my insides burned a little making me wince.
My mom brought a plate of fish stew to go with the wine like we normally did when my dad was alive. This made me miss my dad a lot, I wished he was here.
I wished I didn't have to do all these, I wish we weren't living in fear of being caught by a demonic Alpha who enjoyed killing other werewolves, an Alpha who wanted more power than what he had.
Yet, I was grateful for the chance to s
