A MOTHER'S HUNCH III

 Melvina was speechless. The far-out-ness of the question could not be over accentuated. A human mate for her son? No, this must be a joke; not when the pack is about go for a war in less than a month time’. She thought.

Seeing  his mother’s  wordless state, Derek was perturbed. Although he had expected the reaction he was seeing now, he wasn’t prepared for it. She had been silent for almost five minutes, still staring at him like he had grown horns. He fidgeted under her gaze, and this caused him to wonder what will happen if his father heard about it. It gave him the chills thinking of his reaction.

Putting his hands into the denim black jeans that wrapped over his legs like a second skin, he looked up from the ground where his eyes had fell to when he couldn’t withstand the unblinking gaze of his mother. His mother was still staring at him. He stared back, as if to will her to speak already.

“Derek..” She called, runn