462 The Confrontation
Selma Payne’s POV:
I knew what Lester was worried about. After all, he had been in contact with many powerful people. These people had always been like this. If they could cure the patient, it was what they should do. They would hold the patient responsible if they couldn’t cure the patient. It was as if the doctor brought the patient’s illness.
So I consoled him. “Don’t worry. I’m not the kind of person who implicates my subordinates for no reason. I make all the decisions. Even if sothing happens to the wolf cub, it has nothing to do with you. I swear to the Moon Goddess.”
Lester was embarrassed by my serious attitude. “As you wish, Your Highness.”
“Then, let’s start now.”
I gathered the dical staff again and announced my decision to them. They would no longer be in charge of treatnt and only assist Master Kevin and Lester.
As a doctor in charge, he was the first to question my decision. However, my decision could not be overturned, not to ntion that the blood of the wolf cub could not be easily publicized. I could trust Master Tracy, but he could not. So, he went to his new post with doubts.
At that mont, Kara told that my mother had woken up.
I sighed, knowing that the next battle would be a tough one.
“Selma!”
My mother ran in with red eyes and a rare serious expression.
“What are you doing? How could you send away the wolf cub’s doctor? Don’t you know what’s going on with this child? The wolf cub needs a doctor. Otherwise, he will... He will... He will die!”
Under my gaze, the crowd silently left, leaving only my mother in the room and .
As far as I could rember, ever since I acknowledged my family and returned ho, my mother had never given any face. She was practically the mother who dotes on her daughter the most in the world. In her eyes, I’d never made a mistake. Even if I wanted to blow up the palace imdiately, she would have found an architect in advance to plan a new palace that would suit my preferences.
But now, she was looking at angrily, and the warmth in her eyes was gone as if I had made a terrible mistake that even the indestructible kinship could not make up for my ‘evil deed’.
But I knew she was not angry at but at herself.
My mother blad herself. She might seem to dislike the whole world, but I was too familiar with this situation. As the self-bla in her heart had already overflowed in the eyes of others, it seed that she was always blaming others, but who knew that she had long declared in her heart that her cris were unforgivable?
I was just too similar to my mother in that we were too obsessed with a dead end and demanding of ourselves.
“What are you talking about?” My mother still couldn’t understand. “If the doctor doesn’t co, can the wolf cub recover? What evolution? What did that an? Tell , Selma. I know you won’t harm your child, but you must convince !”
“Alright... Mother.” I was thinking about how to speak. “Do you still rember what I told you about my encounter in the Snowy Mountains? At that ti, I thought I was about to die, but a strange cocoon allowed to break out and be reborn. I used the demonic fragnt to reconstruct my body, and my situation was similar to the wolf cub’s. My body was dissolved bit by bit, leaving only the basic frawork of the soul. I was like a larva wrapped in a cocoon, using myself as nutrients to give birth to a new evolutionary form.
“This sounds like a fantasy, but there’s so truth to it. Do you still rember the moth-like marks on my body? I didn’t know where they ca from in the past, but now I gradually understand. The moth is a follower of Azazel. I borrowed his power to evolve, so he affected and made carry so moth characteristics.
“And the wolf cub is my child. He has inherited the moth attribute like . That’s why he’s born in wolf form. This is different from atavism, as we’ve guessed. Instead, the correct starting point for him is gradually evolving from a wolf cub to a true werewolf. He’ll compensate for his shortcomings in evolution like a larva breaks out of its cocoon and rebirths.
“That’s why I stopped all treatnt because the drugs we gave the wolf cub are slowing down his progress. Good intentions will cause bad things and put the wolf cub in danger.
“I know you’re worried, Mother. You’ve spent more ti with the wolf cub than I have as its mother. Compared to the incompetent , the wolf cub grew up in your arms. But please believe . This is the pain of growth that the wolf cub must experience, the price he has to pay to bear the innate superior strength.”
After hearing my explanation, my mother looked at fixedly and suddenly cried.
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