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
