Elizabeth hardly washed the baby, the scent was killing her, Luna was smiling and watching her while pouring water on the baby's pale woolly fat ass. Even in her imagination, she could not see such a thing. On the first night that she got able to see again, she was watching Elizabeth washing a faerie's shit! A baby werewolf!
"Why didn't you show your faerie face, Elizabeth?" Luna remarked to herself. Due to what she heard from uncle Miguel, Elizabeth would reveal her other part as soon as touching a faerie so what was an exception with this one?
"You will become a good mother!"
Luna let out the compliment.
"The scent of his shit tugged to my hand, I am about to throw up."
Noted Elizabeth, this part was a matter that proved she couldn't endure being in the place of a mother.
Luna laughed from bottom of her heart, Elizabeth got more gorgeous, she peered at her while rolling the pitcher away. This girl was her sister and Luna wouldn't let anyone even touch a strand of her hair.
