Episode 21

Whadh's POV

The feel that something wasn't right after my dick was cut off, was heightened, and I so tried to get it until it refuses to grow back after several hours. It urged me to go do those things when the opportunity arose. But right there, on that cliff while the strong wind blew through my hair but left my mother's hair out of it, froze me.

Poisoned.

Why would that idiot, Adhin, the leader of the fifth, do that? I mean, who could poison an Alpha and won't be perceived before it is carried on?!

Staring intently at my mother as she focused her glistening eyes on my manhood, the strong smell of her worry even though I couldn't hear her heartbeat, spoke a lot, far more than words.

"Who poisoned the knife? Who must have done it?" Muttering, I picked up goddess Landa's face with the tip of my finger and stared into her eyes. "Who did this to me, Mother? You must know this."

She threw her face away from my searching gaze and spoke inaudibly. I could tell that she knew what was going