AEDION'S POV
"Mom?" I questioningly whisper to myself.
"This is one of your witch tricks." Steps in Ahren. "Our mother is not a witch, she is a Werewolf. You really thought we would fall for your tricks?"
She laughs hysterically. Apparently she finds this quite entertaining.
"Oh my boys. You are silly. I am your mother, well at least to one of you." She says
Ahren and I look at each other, trying to find the meaning to the statement in each other. Unfortunately we were both blank and want the woman who claims to be our mother to explain further.
"Prove you are our mother." I finally chip in.
She sighs irritated and rolls her eyes.
"Aedion, you have a birthmark on your left hip, shaped like a half Moon and Ahren, you were the one who stole your father's iPad when you were five and broke it, you were so scared you told me and made me pinkie promise not to ever tell you father. Satisfied now?"