How Does It Work?

Third POV

Loren stared at her while she freely bonded with his mother. It was as though his mother had known her for such a long duration of time to the extent that both spoke with a sense of familiarity.

He laughed inside recollecting the question Tamara asked. If she was his sister? That was his mother!

"So how's the cleansing process going to work?" she asked again with her curious eyes looking at both mother and child.

Was she as eager as he was? Was she as desperate to becoming more bonded to him as he was? Those thoughts raced through him as he listened to her questions.

Loren stood with his hands folded and placed on his chest, standing with legs apart and then staring at the both ladies present in the room.

"You're staring at me as though it requires some gothic form of rituals" he said with a flat tone and a straight face, staring at Tamara.

"Well..." she hummed the words, scratching her hair and then tucking some strands behind her ears as she looked down at the ground.

"I