It was my fault
Author POV
His eyes darkened, as he stared at her, with an angry look on his face, as he felt his demon, struggling in anger. As much as he loves his mom alot, questioning him, is what no one should ever do. He hates the fact that he can't control his demon, even when it comes to his mom.
Meanwhile, his mom sat on the chair, staring at him, with fear written all over her, as she was almost fidgeting on her seat. She regret asking him such question, she regret it, but she just couldn't help it, seeing him go through so much pains, every single day, it hurts her, seeing the person she love and cherish so much, die slowly in pains, she knew it's important, finding solution to it, even if it meant him getting angry.