Her Fated Mate
Hearing the wolves' pathetic sighs, his face darkened and he coldly said, "If you want to hear stories, can't you search online?"
There were plenty of pure humans who specialized in storytelling.
It wasn't only that woman who could do it.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he saw Green Tail let out a grieved howl: "Master, you don't understand."
"Lyra really has a kind of magic when she tells stories. It feels like we're healed. The ones online aren't as nice to listen to as hers!"
"That's right, Master. Listen once next time and you'll know."
Tristan let out a cold laugh. Looking at these unambitious clansmen, he didn't say anything more and went upstairs to his study to work.
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