"Everett, Tell me the truth. Do you like her?"
Grandma scanned Everett's expression. Like burning in fire, he looked furious.
"If you don't, then how come you let her stay with you? You even showed her your wolf? Whoever had seen your wolf never came back alive. Then what is so special about her that made you change your mind?"
"You are talking too much, old woman. Did you forget who I am? Or are you confusing me with your other grandson?"
Everett's cold voice echoed throughout the whole room.
Grandma chuckled. "Silly boy. Who are you? Who do you think of yourself?"
"Beast."
Grandma shook her head. "Stop calling yourself a beast. You are just a different rank from others, not a beast."
"Why? Didn't others call your son the same? A beast?"
Grandma looked away from him. A tear roll
