James's POV
“I just want to ask you to let him be. He has been through a lot already…”
“Leave this instant,” I ordered my mother, but she didn’t bulge. She just kept on staring at my face.
“I said you should leave now” My voice came out sternly.
“If you can’t help me to celebrate my small victory of taking the throne back, then you should leave. Right now,”
“I just hope you don’t regret this later,” She said before turning around to leave.
I huffed angrily. I just despised my mother with passion. I see her as nothing but the enemy of my happiness.
“But what did she mean by saying she just hoped I didn’t regret anything later?” I asked my wolf. Did she see something bad coming my way? I was worried.
“Don’t listen to her, man. We both know that your mother is an enemy of progress.
