Chapter Three Hundred-Sixty-Five – Snarky
Laurel gritted her teeth and tried to hold it in. Was she being attacked for speaking out of concern for his health?
Who wouldn't want to be in good shape for their birthday party? She looked down on her body and sighed. It's not like she didn't know how unattractive it was, but she'd not accept that in front of Sigma.
"W-What do you know? My body is ideal and even some people had mistaken to be the Moon Goddess' at times."
"The person's sight must be getting old." Sigma snapped. "So they had really mistaken it for something ideal."
Laurel felt stabbed again because indeed, the person was an old wolf with poor sight. She didn't come to get burnt by a snarky young man, and since when was he this snarky?
He was becoming more like his mother, Sorren. She didn't even annoy him first to get eaten up like this. He's really changing.
