Christina POV
I’d just finished steeping a pot of Japanese green tea when the chair across from me scraped back.
A hand pushed an empty cup toward me without a word.
Didn’t even need to look up.
My son.
Jaxen had been showing up at my place way too often lately.
Sometimes he just… stayed.
Last night he’d crashed here. Now here he was again, barely a few hours later.
“You again?” I poured his tea anyway, voice flat.
“Didn’t you just leave?”
Absence is one thing.
Having him underfoot every damn day was another thing.
My wolf gave a low, irritated rumble. The pack was packed, but even the pack needed breathing room.
I set the cup in front of him. “Drink it and go.”
“Mom.”
He didn’t touch the tea. Just stared at me.
“Stop with the ‘Mom’ every five seconds. You’re giving m
