ALICIA'S P.O.V I watched Stiles linger. His eyes were on his meal but he didn't take a spoon of it but kept shoving his fork into it."It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. We should just eat," Marcus said."No," Stiles interrupted. "There is no need to ignore it now since I've already lost my appetite." He pressed his lips together then sighed heavily. He left his fork in his meal as he glanced up to Eddie."Before now, my father, my mother and I were happy. Everything was perfect until my mother suddenly developed feelings for someone else, she began cheating with someone else," He explained.The silence persisted for a while."I understand your pain and we are sorry for what happened, but without offense I must say that your mom cheating on your dad was not enough reason for him to frame her as a dead person," Eddie said and Stile looked up to him."It's not just any person, she was having a secret affair with my father's younger brother," Stiles said with a frown on his

ALICIA’S P.O.V“Maxwell is awake and he wants to see you,” Stiles said.I felt heat on my palm as soon as I heard the report. I was nervous because I wasn’t sure how to face him seeing that he had just begun his first phase of transformation.I followed Marcus as we approached Stiles who was standing by the doorpost. “How is he?” I asked when Stiles was about to go inside.“He is freaking out and he won’t say anything to us,” Stiles answered.“Alicia you don’t have to be nervous, he is still our son and we know our son,” Marcus said. I nodded slightly. “He is kind,” I said.“Come, I think he will be happy to see the two of you,” Stiles said and we went inside with him.I walked inside the room with Marcus and Stiles. Maxwell was seated on the bed while Eddie was on his knees before him.I watched Eddie try to make him speak but all his attempts failed. Maxwell won’t utter a word.“Max, your parents are here,” Stiles said but still he didn’t quiver. Marcus moved away from my side as h

MARCUS P.O.VIt was five o’clock in the morning when I awoke from sleep. Everything Alicia had told me were still fresh in my memory, I still recall everything she told me about our son. I thought about it and I knew that I had to do something to ease that pain. Of course I was afraid of what would happen if I set my eyes on our boy again but no father was supposed to fear his child, no matter how dangerous he seemed.I looked sideways at Alicia, she was still fast asleep. I could tell she went to bed still feeling upset, I could tell because of the frown on her face. Staring at her I recalled the look on my mother’s face on the day I was banished from Catalina Island. Nothing hurts a mother more than seeing her husband and her child not getting along.I will never let what happened between me and Harold repeat itself in Max and me.“I will resolve this Alicia, I promise,” I said in a whisper. I brushed my hand softly on the side of her hair then moved off from the bed. I wrote a lett

MARCUS P.O.V "Where are you son? Come on," I whispered gazing around."Dad," I heard someone wail from the distance. I looked around listening to know where the sound was coming from."Dad," the voice came up again and I looked towards the direction the turbulent waters were flowing and spotted him wallowing in the waters while fighting to survive.The waves were sweeping him faster and further away from me. Seeing that, I let go of the rock then went after him. I swam as fast as I could, fighting the waves from taking me further away from him. He kept calling out to me until I finally caught up with him.I took hold of his hand as I pulled him closer. "Don't fight it," I said."What," He yelled, our heads went in and after a while it came out of the waters."Don't fight the waves, just flow with it," I repeated. "I am going to let go of your hand right now." "What, no. Dad no," He said earnestly and our heads went into the waters again.I pulled my head out and there were those pi

MARCUS P.O.V At my slight diversion the first lioness launched an attack. I swung my palm and the impact threw it towards another end.I grumbled and with aggression I played the offensive. I caught one of them and squashed the lioness under my large paws as I ripped off her gut.They all pounced on me with fierce bight. I groaned aloud in pain, throwing my hand back and forth until finally I caught one of them.I fastened my claws into the lioness' back and when she lost hold of my skin I pulled her down to the floor with a fatal punch.The battle went on and on as our roar and groaning echoed in the forest under the night sky. I persevered enduring the pain until one after another I took them all down, ripping their gut out and breaking their neck.Breaking the neck of the last one of them I looked around to ensure we were safe. When I could no longer sense danger I turned back to the tree to see Maxwell coming down.Some minutes later we arrived at our tent on the shore with the a