Cyrus's POV
"You don't have to prove how much of a bastard and shameless you are," the voice said; immediately, my sword stopped. Even after all these years, I still remembered that voice clearly—it was none other than Lupa.
A menacing smirk crossed my face as I turned toward the direction of her voice. Gael was right behind her, using his mother’s power presence to shield himself, as usual. I scoffed at the sight of the two of them.
Gael won't stop this behavior, even if it's just to protect his reputation. He continues to reveal his weakness by clinging to his mother whenever trouble arises. In the end, he’s nothing but a feeble Alpha.
"Welcome, Lupa. What took you so long? I've been expecting you. Long time no see! But anyway, I'm back," I said with a mischievous smile. Lupa scoffe
