Luna Fernanda had lost hope in her son. It was true that she had a strong liking for Denzel ever since he was a child, but it was the same liking she had for her son. If correcting his wrongs made her a bad woman, then there was nothing she could do about it.
"Do you know the reason why you are like this?" Disenchantment laced her voice as she asked.
Alpha Idris guessed that whatever was coming wasn't going to be good but welcomed it. "You tell me."
Luna Fernanda felt weak. Idris was broken beyond repair. "It's because you constantly compare yourself to Denzel but make no move to improve on your weaknesses."
Alpha Idris was wounded by the statement, not wishing to continue this discussion. Turning to Adira, he said to her, "I will show you your room."
