Fifty One

UNKNOWN’S POV

Should I just speed things up and get this over with? Make my child get what he deserves as soon as possible?

This endless journeys from the freaking pack to my abode every few days was draining. Not like I was complaining. Really.

But I wanted to see them suffer. They should not have it easy. Just like I didn't.

Little did they know what enchantments could do. And I was ready for them with everything that I had.

I entered into the cottage and the familiar homey scent wafted across my nose. My definition of homey was herbs and different leaves used for concoction and spells.

To an ordinary person, it might smell disgusting. But to me, it was home. The perfect place to be. Call me crazy though, I'll gladly enjoy it.

My son was sorted on the same chair, staring at the same thing. He always had a way of pissing me off. He was too daft and annoying to see the bigger picture. For an eight year old boy, he could do better.

I was sure younger than him when I started castin