Adelia nodded her head even though she didn't know if Cynthia could get the alpha's trust. But she promised to survive here as long as she could for her daughter. Once she got out of there, she would make sure that she would make all those who had wronged her and her child pay.
Cynthia noticed that the burns on her mother's arms were getting worse. So, she heaved a deep breath and hid her scent. She removed her grip on her mother's arms and bit her wrist, which made her blood ooze out.
'What are you doing—' Adelia's eyes widened when she saw how Cynthia squeezed her blood on her bruise. She didn't blink while seeing how Cynthia's blood entered her bruise and soon healed it. "H-How—"
'Shh, mom. They can hear you,' Cynthia stopped her from talking.
Adelia looked at her sharply, still shocked. 'When did you find out about this?'
'When I was 18, mom,' Cynthia replied.
Adelia's bruises were healed, but her body weakened again.
How didn't she see this coming?
Why didn't she think that Cynthia might inherit her magical blood?
Her heart was torn into pieces. Then she started to ask the Moon Goddess sorrowfully once again.