Chapter 5 Get Out of My Car

Evelyn's POV

Wyatt's help, huh?

I was the one who paid him to tutor me!

I remembered the first time I saw Wyatt. He was hauling a hunted catch bigger than him to the market to sell it.

Back then, I'd just learned that Father had arranged a mate for me. It was the heir of the Alpha of an adjacent pack. Once I awakened my wolf spirit, we would proceed with the marking ceremony.

I'd been unhappy with the way Father had unilaterally decided for me, but nevertheless, I'd held myself to the standard of a future Luna.

When I learned that Wyatt's mother had died in childbirth and Mark was raising him alone, I was reminded of my own father.

Father had also raised me alone after Mother's death. He refused to take another mate despite the pressure from others. He'd given me the best of everything there was.

However, an Alpha without a Luna suffered a great deal of emotional torment. Father also had to deal with the chaos of the entire pack himself. Throughout the years, the weight of having to maintain the stability of the pack alone ended up aging Father quite a lot.

As his daughter and a future Luna, it was necessary for me to take the initiative to share some of his burdens. Thus, I made it my responsibility to look after the health and welfare of the pack members.

Therefore, I'd arranged for Mark to be my personal driver and hired the strong-bodied Wyatt to tutor me. I even gave Wyatt the shifting herb Father had prepared for me, so he could awaken his wolf spirit and earn recognition from the pack.

Who would've thought that Wyatt would take it for granted that this was what he was due!

Once school was over, I packed my things and headed to the school gate. The car that came for me had been waiting outside the school entrance for some time now.

There were no secrets in the werewolf world. In just a single afternoon, the rumors about me spread across the entire school campus.

When the other students—all ordinary werewolves—saw me, they began gossiping about me with muffled voices and looks of disdain. Still, I heard everything they said.

"And here I was, thinking she wouldn't ride home in Young Master Wyatt's car anymore."

"She's a slut who relies on her body to get ahead. What makes you think she'd stop pestering Young Master Wyatt?"

"Young Master Wyatt is far too kind. If I had a servant like her who dares to disobey her master, I would've given her to the mighty Blackmoon pack and let them use her as a sex slave!"

If my wolf were awake, she would have snarled to tear their mouths off. But they were just ordinary werewolves without a mind of their own. Arguing with them would only make them even more adamant that they were saying the truth about me.

I wondered what they would say if they found out that I was set to mate with the current Alpha of the Blackmoon pack. Once I'd awakened my wolf spirit, he and I would proceed with the marking ceremony, and I'd become the Luna of the Blackmoon pack.

The thought of seeing Bennett soon made my heart race. The excitement, however, vanished the moment I saw Wyatt and Judy sitting intimately in my car and chatting happily together.

I'd seen many displays of shamelessness before, but I'd never seen anyone with their level of brazenness.

I was just about to mock them when I heard Wyatt taunting me, "Didn't you say you're not going to ride home with me anymore?"

Had I put up with things for too long that he'd forgotten the car belonged to me?

Snorting, I withdrew my gaze. After confirming that this was indeed my car, I said calmly but firmly, "It's true that I'm no longer riding home with you, but that doesn't mean you get to ride in my car!"

Just because I'd once been generous enough to let him ride with me in the past didn't mean he could use my car without my permission.

Wyatt's expression stiffened. He glanced at Judy before questioning me, "Are you sure?"

I let out a short chuckle. Just as I was about to speak, a berating voice came from the driver's seat.

"Eve, Young Master Wyatt has been waiting a long time. Don't waste any more time. Hurry up and get in."

I tightened my grip on my backpack. Mark sat in the car. His hands, covered in white gloves, were on the steering wheel. He had an insincere smile on his face as he stared at me with a commanding gaze.

Perhaps he thought I was the same she-wolf I used to be—that I'd make the most ridiculous compromises just to get Wyatt's attention.

But I was no longer the old me.

From this day onward, I was no longer going to forego my pride and principles just to please Wyatt!

I took a deep breath, squared my shoulders, and walked to the car. I met Mark's eyes through the window.

"Perhaps you've forgotten something," I said. "I own this car, not Wyatt. You're my driver."

Mark's smile stiffened. He probably hadn't expected me to be so bold.

However, he chose to ignore me!

He turned to the back seat and looked at Wyatt with a helpless expression. Then, he lifted his chin toward me. It was an admonishment to Wyatt to settle down and not truly anger me.

Sitting in the back, the haughty Wyatt simply gave a quick, disgruntled nod. They must've thought their little display was subtle, but I'd seen everything.

Who gave them the courage to indulge in their pretty little tricks in front of me?

I sneered to myself.

Did Mark think he could act like my future father-in-law and lecture me just because I liked Wyatt?

Lifting his head arrogantly, Wyatt commanded me in a tone of begrudging benevolence, "Fine. Get in. Since you're usually pretty obedient, I'll forgive your defiance today. But you'd better remember that there won't be a next time."

What gave him the audacity to be this disrespectful toward me?

After seeing the way he acted as though he was being gracious with me, I immediately opened the door and questioned loudly, "Do I need your forgiveness, Wyatt? What gives you the right to talk to me like that? Get out of my car right this instant, and take your girlfriend with you!"