Chapter 580: Tasha, The Queen of Werewolves.
Some hours later.
Samar, Castle of The King of Werewolves, Entrance Hall.
"My Son!" A woman with long straight black hair and green eyes screamed as she hugged a boy.
Her face was of pure concern; the maternal aura she exuded from her body made the young wolf uncomfortable.
"Ugh, Mother, let go of me." Thomas felt helpless.
Suddenly, the woman stopped hugging the boy and looked at him with a cold look:
"You were gone a few days, and already you've forgotten what to call me?"
Thomas felt a shiver run down his spine, and with great difficulty, he spoke:
"... Mommy."
"Hmm! Good! That's my boy." She nodded, satisfied as she hugged him tighter.
"Ugh…" Thomas gave up on doing anything.
Now, make no mistake, he loved his mother, but... She tended to be very clingy at times, and he didn't really like that.
