I rolled my eyes and ignored him.
However, I noticed Mateo sitting in the driver’s seat with a gloomy expression, as if he was in a bad mood.
I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but what had happened in the previous days had exhausted me. Mateo’s scent soothed me, and I fell asleep almost immediately.
When I awoke, I noticed a ceiling with strange patterns – this is the decor style of our tribal guesthouse.
Mateo didn’t know my family’s exact address, and he didn’t want to disrupt my well-deserved rest, so he took me back to his temporary residence here.
When I awoke, he was standing at the door, his back to me, speaking to a subordinate. His voice was low and suppressed, and I could smell anger around him.
“What’s wrong, Mateo?” I enquired.
“No, nothing,” Mateo responded, his tone gentle, attempting not to vent his rage on me. “It’s just that some people did something they shouldn’t have… He will pay the price.”
I nodded, even though I didn’t understand or care.
But I couldn’t maintain this indifference for long. When I walked along the tribe’s trails, people began pointing at me and whispering.
I had no idea what they were talking about, but my intuition told me it was something bad about me.
Later, my father called and reminded me personally.
Henry was spreading rumours about me, claiming that I had abandoned my five-year boyfriend and married a werewolf from another tribe. It was a betrayal against him and the Silverlands tribe.
Furthermore, he claimed I took away the wedding house he had purchased for me and was about to kick him out.
In his opinion, I had become an unfaithful and unrighteous woman.
I didn’t like to use my father’s authority, so many people in the tribe had no idea I was the alpha’s daughter, and I couldn’t betray the Silverlands tribe.
Many people believed the rumours and took Henry’s side.
They wanted to defend Henry, so they purposefully waited on the trails I frequently passed and talked loudly.
“Is this Henry’s cruel ex-girlfriend? Sure enough, beautiful women will turn bad.”
“I heard that the neighbouring tribe is indeed stronger than ours, and has been interacting with our tribe more frequently recently. But this is not a reason to dislike your native tribe!”
“Yeah, I really don’t know why she is so morally corrupt. Has Henry ever treated her badly?”
I listened quietly as these voices slandered me, and then a long black coat was draped over my shoulders.
I recognised the familiar defensive runes on it–it was Mateo, always Mateo.
Mateo’s face was very gloomy, and his powerful alpha blood gave him an alpha aura that put pressure on other werewolves.
