Thalia clenched her fists tightly, and her heart brimmed with resentment.
She'd been born as an experiment, so how could she possibly accept letting her child suffer the same fate of being the Wynthorpe clan's experiment?
Louise saw the unwillingness in her eyes, but her gaze remained indifferent. Not a hint of motherly pity could be seen on her face.
The clan elders had lost their patience. They spoke harshly, and their voices were full of condemnation. "You robbed your child of the chance to awaken his supernatural powers just to oppose the clan. Thalia, have you ever thought of what'd happen if he learns the truth one day and hates you for it?"
For demons, strength was everything. To be born with supernatural power, then have it taken away and be reduced to nothing more than a powerless being, was cruel for any demon youngling.
Now that Hector's bloodline was awakened, and he could not use his supernatural powers, he was still a human in essence. He'd just make an unstable vessel.
That was all Thalia's fault!
Thalia's eyes reddened as she glared at the elder and wanted to refute him. But for the first time, she found herself at a loss for words.
Deep down, she knew she owed Hector for making the choice without requesting his approval. Would he hate her for it?
Doubt flickered through her mind, and that was when a soft hand gently took hers. The fingers pried open her tense fist and held on tightly.
Shannon said, "I don't know about anyone else, but Hector would never hate you for this."
Her voice was firm and full of conviction, and reassurance washed over Thalia like a tide, soothing the doubt in her heart.
The elders' expressions darkened instantly under her shouting. They'd always been respected, and now, the barely 200-year-old Thalia had just chided them to their faces.
An elder's expression turned cold. With a chilling surge of supernatural energy, his sharp fox tail lashed out straight for Thalia.
Shannon was about to react when the scene flashed before her. Then, a muffled grunt of pain echoed in the hall.
In the blink of an eye, the elder's attacking tail was impaled and pinned brutally to the marble floor by another tail. Cracks spread across the floor beneath them.
Seated on her throne, Louise's expression remained unbothered. She glanced at the injured elder with a faint smile on her lips.
"Even if Thalia is wrong, I should be disciplining her as her mother. For you to lay hands on my daughter in my presence, do you no longer hold me in your eyes?"
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