Lily's POV:
I didn't like it when my mother smiled at me. Her smile was always a fake mask, but she tried to make me think it was real.
For example, now, she was looking at me affectionately and lovingly. Whenever she did this, she always wanted something from me.
"What do you want?" I asked frankly.
My mother didn't answer. She always liked to beat around the bush and made people guess what she wanted.
"It's a troubled time now. Lily, you don't have to worry about the outside world. Your grandfather and I will handle it well," she said. "It's not peaceful outside. You should stay home now and wait for the criminal to be caught before going out."
"I thought you were going to send me straight to the Lycan pack?"
My mother giggled. She looked at me as if I was a child throwing a tantrum, and even if she had no choice, she had to show the tolerance and rationality of an adult.
