(Arena) - Alpha, I know he is human, but you can’t do this. He is my son!
(Alpha) - It doesn’t matter, we cannot keep him alive. He is getting older and soon he will be a threat to our tribe.
(Arena) - He is 9 years old! How can he be a threat?
(Alpha) - You don’t understand it Arena. He will grow up, get stronger and smarter and he will star to hunt us, just like the others of his kind did. He will destroy us!
(Arena) - He would never do such a thing! He loves us as if we were his real family.
(Alpha) - Arena, I am the Alpha, and I am ordering you to…
(Arena) - I DON’T CARE IF YOU ARE THE ALPHA, I WILL NOT ALLOW YOU TO KILL MY SON!!!
The Alpha did not answered. Arena was about to fight him if he tried something. Her mother instincts were stronger than he could ever imagine, especially for a human boy. Confronting the Alpha almost always means certain death, but this time the things were
(Arena) - I already had lost a son, why do I have to lose