“I have no answer for those questions, dad. The werewolves’ sketches you saw are from our fine art classes. Students chose to immortalize the all-brown fur wolf in drawing. That is all,” she lied and raised a brow at him.

That was the much she could do right now; for she wondered what guts she would use to tell her father that she and the all brown fur wolf are familiar let alone mates.

Lord Mayor dragged a huge frown across his face once she told those lies.

“I don’t understand. Why would they immortalize that bastard that is causing havoc among humanity,” he groaned, “Right now that bastard is...