Chapter 199

The villagers stood in stunned silence, feeling the sting of an injustice they couldn’t fathom.

They hadn’t done a thing.

The chief had heard the creature before them, a Werewolf, no less, had been denied some mystical title because of someone’s blunder, and he’d called the culprit an absolute fool, nearly fainting in disbelief.

“My lord, who are you referring to? Who’s this person?” he asked, despite having a sneaking suspicion of the guilty party.

It was likely the descendant of the hunter who once brought wealth to their little hamlet.

Almost reflexively, the chief’s eye’s swept over the crowd of villagers, searching for a particular face among them.

He remembered that family had come to the gathering that day.

Some of the older folks seemed to grasp the situation as well, their gazes falling on a pale–faced young

man.

Aleck Lane, his family was among the wealthiest in the village.

After all, it was the Lane family whose fortunes had spurred the local economy, owning almost half of the mandrake farming contracts.

The Lanes were well–regarded in the village, and Aleck had lived a life of luxury since birth, moving to the city and only returning to his roots during the holidays, carrying with him the airs of a spoiled rich kid.

He was popular with the village youth, loved his liquor, and was known for his drunken rants.

Today, he’d come to the mountain seeking excitement and a glimpse of the rumored Werewolf, never imagining it would all come crashing down on him.

As the accusation sank in, Aleck vaguely remembered something absurd he’d once said, something he’d dismissed as a drunken dream.

He’d never connected it to the odd occurrences plaguing the village.

If only he’d known…

But how could he have confessed?

thoughts as a swift kick landed on his

him space to

felt a painful twist on his

to the mountain.

recent misfortunes, and Cox was

trouble was Aleck. “You’re gonna be the death of me. Look at the mess you’ve made. I

had experienced hardship and knew the value of hard–won

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woods, passed down! from the elders, they were always the main contributors

would’ve thought his son would ruin everything?

have been too much to build

meant a windfall for the

all was lost.

discipline Aleck on the spot, with none of the villagers raising a

until Cox finished and, half–fearing,

family will bear it. Please don’t hold the

entirely selfless, was

family’s fortune for years. If it all ended now, they had no

just say that.

quick to resentment, focusing on losses rather than

village to share the consequences, it would only

the blame and earn their gratitude. After all, the family’s roots were still in the village, and he had no desire to

softened the villagers‘ stance, even earning the chief’s approval, who added,

We can’t let your family shoulder

together they all bowed to the

protection, only that it would

Aleck get a thrashing from Cox, feeling some of the resentment fade, yet it wasn’t ready to

offered punishment or penalty, whatever it wished, but he was secretly terrified.

If it truly

dared not think

Cox pinned his hopes on Winnie from

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