Ch0013: The Pack Members

Rafael

I was holding up my towel which was tied so lazily and loosely around my waist as I walked out of the bathroom.

My phone was ringing and when I saw the caller ID flashing on the phone screen, my knitted brows eased.

"Father?" I called out once I answered the call.

"Son, your mother has just completed another session and I'm bringing your mother over now."

My eyes shone with concern as I asked, "How is mother? Do you need me to send someone to come get you two?"

"No, the guards are quite diligent. There is no reason to send more forces. And your mother..." I heard my father sigh over the phone and worry etched on my physical features.

"Her health is deteriorating. The shaman says she can't handle any more long trips now."

My fingers clenched around my phone. I'm not sure when my mother's strange illness started but I was quite young.

It left her bedridden for the most of our lives and she was starting to look like a shell of her old self. I could tolerate anyon