Chapter 133. Never Be the Same Again

At night, in a house on Earth

In one room, precisely in the house of the Chief of the Agbazarth Tribe, a husband and wife sat next to each other on the bed. They had not spoken to each other, and there was silence between the two. The room looked bright because it came from the torch. "I can't believe that all the tribe members have been turned into werewolves. Is what happened to us what the Wisdom Tree meant?" said a middle-aged man, who broke the silence, and his expression looked very gloomy.

A slim woman who was next to the head of the Lugthna family remained silent, realizing that she had not been able to find the right words of comfort for her spouse. Norah could only stare at the opposite sex, who looked so down.

"What has the Wisdom Tree told you, my love?" Norah asked softly.

A man who lowered his handsomeness to his eldest son exhaled heavily. Lebrazht could not answer yet, but he covered his face with his palms. Norah was confused about what to do