Chapter 8

Ronald's POV 

The following night, I helped mom set the guest bedroom for Jane to stay for the night. I happily drew nature patterns with the small cans of paints with my super-wolf powers, a cutesy yet meaningful design to the once plain room. 

"Hmm...someone looks like they're in love~" I giggle at my mother's confrontation, helping her with the bedsheets and pillows. 

"This feeling that I'm experiencing...it's monumental for some odd reason, mom. She...she feels more than a mate to me..." I slowly and carefully confess my feelings to my mother. When I catch her stares at me, I blink and smile back, and she suddenly cooes right onto my face, proceeding to pinch my cheeks like she used to when I was small. 

"Aw isn't my baby boy all grown up?! I'm so proud of you honey, I know I said this before like a gazillion times before too, but she's... perfect for you Ronnie. I'm so happy..." she says, takes in my face in her warm