C22 I can't take it

Kayden's POV

I walked into the packhouse, soaked in blood. I wanted to go clean up before I begin my journey.

“Kayden!” My Momcalled me.

I turned around to look at her.

“You…” she stuttered, tears rolling down her cheeks.

She observed me from head to toe.

“It's not my blood mum,” I assured her.

“You should never have married that girl. She's a curse Kayden” my Mom cried