Chapter 137 Jamole Is Heartbroken

• At the time the one thousand packs of Lord Mayor started murmuring like innumerable bees; they waited and gazed upon Lord Mayor and Jamole as they argued at ear shot.
• Lord Mayor gritted his teeth and shook his head arguably, “I am sorry to disappoint you, Jamole. Had it been you told me Oril was your mate, I wouldn’t have chosen her to be my luna. It is too late now. The veil has been removed and my one thousand packs have seen her pretty face.” He barked almost at the tops of his voice as he locked eyes with Jamole, whose face had become a total ruin.
• Jamole wept; those tears weren’t going to stop trickling soon. His eyes got welled up with tears; his cheeks burnt and jaw sagged. His hands trembled so hugely that his knees which did same couldn’t carry his body anymore. He winked countless times as he shared a glance between Oril and Lord Mayor. He couldn’t believe his eyes and the worse of it was that it was rubbed on his face right before the ocean of shifters. As he sobbed he realized the shady mating that had been going between Lord Mayor and Oril. Nothing offended his vanity than the thought of Lord Mayor sneaking into his chamber to fuck Oril in his absence.