“Liz, let’s just leave this to them. I believe they handled it well without our knowledge, they can still handle it well and dispose off those rogues.” Dad tried to reason with mom.

“But we’re the parents, we should be responsible for them. What if anything happens to any of them?” She argued.

Mom was a very strong, opinionated wolfess, she hardly backed down nor succumbed. In our old pack, I had appreciated it, but here, in this pack, in this room, at this very moment, it was annoying.

“Liz, nothing will happen to them.”

“How can you be so sure, Dave? That they are over eighteen does not stop...