CHAPTER FOURTEEN – Not a Lycan

　　Dimitri’s POV

　　I took a deep breath as soon as I entered my mother’s house. A huge smile spread across my face. Her scent was so strong in here and it made me so fucking happy.

　　I missed her and I wanted to see her.

　　“Dimitri?” I heard my mother call me.

　　I could hear the confusion in her voice. She walked into the living room and furrowed her eyebrows.

　　“What are you doing here?” she asked.

　　“I thought I join you for dinner,” I said as I looked toward the stairs. “Is Madeline here?”

　　My mother tightened her jaw. I ignored it. She would have to learn to love Madeline.

　　“She is upstairs,” my mother mumbled. “You never come to dinner. Why now?”

　　She narrowed her eyes a little.

　　“I was here a few days ago, mother,” I sighed, glancing at the stairs again.

　　I wished that she would come downstairs soon.

　　“After I spent days begging you to come,” my mother said angrily. “And here you are now, coming to dinner of your own free will.”

　　I looked at her and furrowed my eyebrows. Wh