Chapter 81

Miguel's pov

She licks my palm covering her mouth

"eww, you're too gross to be a mother"

I playfully glare at her. Wiping the spit on my clothes.

She flicks me off " so tell me exactly what happened last night. Leave no details out, "her expression as she said those words too eager.

I raise a perfect ( of course am always perfect) arched eyebrow at her  "you want to know exactly what happened between us?" I give her a look that says you're not really serious.

She nods "yes!" she squeals "I will love to hear every juicy bit if it, and more."

This woman certainly isn't my mother; I mean how can a woman like her give birth to an innocent boy like me( innocent my  foot)

"You're sure you want to hear exactly and what exactly we did last night?" I ask those questions with an air of mystery.

She playfully hits me on my arms " go on with it, don't keep an old woman in suspense."

"Old woman?" I give her a once over "I've not seen neither have I met an old woman with your type of mentality."

She waves my words off " be out with the gist already, am dying if suspense here,"  she palms her heart "suspense is on the verge of laying waste to my life if you don't hasten to tell me all I want to hear."

At her words, I roll my eyes "there's nothing much to tell you mom.

We had a very amazing dinner ( am excluding the fact about them being werewolves, I guess it will be up go them to tell if they want).

They decorated love lights are to die for, the low musical instruments would have lured you to a peaceful happy sleep( except it was destroyed by the appearance of those ugly wolves)."

She gives me a go on motion " what happened next ? I need to know exactly what happened, that was my day will be truly made."

"After the dinner, the three asked me to be their boyfriend.... "

" oh my gosh! " mom shrieks, jumping like high school girl who was just asked out to the dance by her crush "I told you, didn't I? I can't believe my little boy is all grown up!" she gives me an eager look "so tell me what happened next?"

Her eyes are really shinning with interest, God forbid I see a waggling tail.

I shrug "I asked to be given time to think on.."

she smacks my arm real hard "  what in God's name is wrong with you? why will you ask to think on something your answer will always be yes?" she gives me a glare that can send Medusa packing " you're just as stupid, and bias as your father," she accuses.

"What did he do to you?" dad asked when he came downstairs.

He must have heard her when she said those words, and dad being who he is( mommy's lover) didn't take offence at her words.

Mom glares at him "you're the sole reason our son turned out to be both stupid and clueless," she accuses him.

"And why's that?" he hugs mom from behind, giving her a peck on her neck.

"Your son was asked to become the boyfriend for the three most handsome males on this town, and what did he do?" she asked no one in particular " of course he asked to be given time! time for what exactly?"

Her behaviours at that would have made me think she's the one being asked out in a date, and not me.

" Who are the males?" dad looks ready to murder.

Mom narrows her eyes to slit, slapping his arms that's around her waist "you foolish man ! you better drop whatever thoughts you have concerning the three. I've given them my blessings already."

" Am not planning on doing anything to them, I just want to have a little chat with them that's all."

" Dad, am not a baby, and neither am I a girl, I can handle myself, you don't have to do that," I  whine like the baby I claimed not to be.

Dad chuckled "you're my baby of course," his words earned him a playful smack on the head.

"He's no longer your baby, he've got three males to call him that," she places her hands on her waist in a don't dare me pose.

" I can't believe am competing for my son with three males," dad whines " am the father, and a father should come first."

" You're only his father, you're not his lovers. Your only job is to help conceive him for those three males,now 

your job is finally over."

" You really hurt me with your words love, how can you say such hurtful words to me?" he pouts.

" Don't love me, you're the one acting like a baby instead of being the adult you truly are!"

Amidst their arguments and such, they didn't know when I craftily sneaked upstairs, or so I thought, 

" Miguel, we're not through with our conversation!" mom shouted.

" Am not counting on it!" I speedily ran in, locking the door behind me.

I won't put it past her to run up here, and make my life more a living hell than it already is.

Alone in the safety of my room, I allow myself to be lost in the thoughts of what happened last night.

DONALD'S POV

Reaching home after dropping Miguel off at home, each of us were lost in our own thoughts; our thoughts filled with what we plan on surprising Miguel with.

I wasn't even surprised when I felt my brothers closing our mental barriers, a barrier we've not closed for as long as I can remember.

"Am off to my room," Damien  says as he walks past me.

By his room, I know he meant his own personal room; a room he've not being in since our parent's death.

We all have different rooms, but we prefer staying together in our one room, the one closer to the room we shared with Miguel; a room we will all live in when Miguel moves in with us.