Just like what they planned, they asked the Luna to help them and speak with the lone wolves. Roe immediately agreed and tried every day to speak to the three ladies from the destroyed pack, but they remained silent. At first, they would cower at every sight of her, but now they could stand to be in a room with her, and after more tries, they were able to sit at the same table as the Luna.
But despite that, Roe still tried her best to communicate with them along with the social workers.
At the end of a session, Roe went to speak with her son.
“How are they, Mom?” Fiero asked.
Roe let out a sigh of defeat before answering him.
“It’s still the same. I am still met with silence,”
“But you manage to get them to sit by you at the table,” Fiero said, and his mother nodded.
“I did, but
