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Little Mason stretched out his little hands to grab at his mother. The boy matured every day!

"He needs you." Liam frowned at Daphne while he pulled Mason further away. She was sweaty and reeked of blood from the battlefield. Her wolf had chosen to take a nap immediately after Gina breathed her last. She refused to submit, so Rio had no choice but to crush her skull. Now, she was taking a much-needed nap.

"Mason can wait," Daphne giggled at the expression of her son. He knew he wouldn't be getting any of her sweet milk soon, so he jutted out his lower lip in disappointment. He was about to cry. "Mommy has to take a shower." As she strode around her chambers, her feet left bloody marks on the tiled floor. The omegas got to work immediately. Soon, the smell of bleach filled the entire room.

Daphne sighed, slowly sinking into the tub. Dirt and blood mixed with the clean water, and the water turned a bit red. She hurriedly rinsed her body, flushing the dirty water out and refilling the tu