Countless lessons from the past have told the world that the differences between levels cannot be compensated by willpower.
Even if your heart is resolute, you cannot bridge the gap of talent and accumulation.
Selene looked at these people reluctantly.
She stared at the expressions of the werewolves, listened to their words, and couldn’t help but furrow her brows slightly.
"Hayden Langdon is one of your future Family Heads, even if he’s lost some reason now, you shouldn’t turn your backs on him like this."
The leader among those werewolves was the eldest in the group, appearing as an elder.
Although his face was filled with anxiety, his attitude remained somewhat respectful.
"Honorable Female Master," he slightly lowered his head to show proper respect, "the Family Head said that if you are dissatisfied with the eldest young master, retreating is fine, and our Langdon Family won’t utter a word of complaint."
"Moreover... the young master’s current state probably won’t last long."
The man paused, his voice a bit deep.
"Please, have mercy."
The final line carried both a plea and seemed like a warning.
Please don’t continue to torment him, or it will only lead to a bigger tragedy.
Seeing the sincerity on the werewolf’s face, Selene found herself momentarily speechless.
She’s seen the stubbornness of werewolves before.
Yet this scene in front of her inexplicably caused some wavering in her heart.
She could perceive that these people had not truly given up hope.
They just knew time was really running short.
Generally, a female, quickly in half a year, slowly in two years, will give birth to a beast child.
Other Beast Husbands then have expectations and hopes.
Procreation is always the first priority for the survival of the tribe.
Only the birth of new life can bring them more growth potential.
But Selene’s actions clearly broke this norm.
In this world, being able to procreate is considered of utmost importance.
Yet Selene’s way of wanting only love and not beast children is indeed very rare.
Many people simply cannot understand her persistence nor tolerate her deviation from traditional rules.
After all, she is not just an independent individual.
She is one of the future leaders of the Langdon Family.
Her choice has far-reaching impacts.
She hasn’t birthed a child yet.
Moreover, she publicly declared that Hayden Langdon was "useless."
This caused the Langdon Family to lose face completely.
The matter spread widely, making an already shaky position even harder to sustain.
Her words not only rejected her husband’s capabilities.
They also showed disdain for their entire bloodline’s continuity system.
Many conservative forces absolutely cannot tolerate this.
Yet she is unwilling to let go, nor does she have any intention of finding another partner for Hayden Langdon.
To her, feelings are more important than any responsibility.
This persistence makes her seem particularly stubborn.
"Actually..."
She opened her mouth wanting to explain something, but when the words reached her lips, she didn’t know where to start.
At this moment, uncertainty flashed across her eyes.
She gently stroked her flat abdomen.
Should she speak or not?
Would speaking now be too early?
But if she says nothing again, she’s afraid to miss the best timing.
Just then, a voice, slightly astonished, suddenly rang out.
"Hayden!"
Her thoughts interrupted, she looked up and saw a gently colored, light purple Little Butterfly furiously flapping its wings.
Its speed was so fast it almost rushed to her face, causing her to reflexively raise her arm in front, making a defensive posture.
The Little Butterfly seemed anxious, as if fearing to miss something.
In the air, it abruptly turned and circled.
It loved Selene so much!
Being close to her brought an exceptional sense of peace.
"Young Master!"
The few werewolves were shocked by what was happening in front of them.
They originally thought that once Langdon entered the Beast Transformation.
Especially in a beast form berserk state, his attack power would be immense, often attacking anyone who got close.
Even relatively gentle butterfly-like creatures could exhibit intense attack tendencies.
But now seeing this scene with their own eyes was simply overturning their knowledge.
The eldest young master, in his emotionally unstable state, now resembled nothing more than a regular Little Butterfly, circling endlessly around Selene!
Nico stood not far away, her eyes slightly narrowing, her face becoming quite unsightly, her nails even digging forcefully into the palm of her hand.
Something’s wrong!
It makes no sense!
Even she couldn’t calm Hayden Langdon when he’s in chaos.
What exactly did Selene do to make him behave so affectionately?
She extended her hand and whispered a call.
"Hayden, it’s Nico, I’m here... come to me quickly."
But shortly after she spoke, all she received was silence.
The light purple Little Butterfly didn’t glance at her, persistently dancing around Selene.
It’s really anxious!
So anxious that even its flight seemed somewhat staggering.
Its wings already showed traces of damage, and its flight path grew increasingly unstable.
Its stamina was obviously running out, but it showed no signs of stopping.
Stubbornly continuing its flight around Selene, refusing to leave her side even for a moment.
"Don’t block me! I want to land on your nose!"
Selene slightly tilted her face, gazing at the Little Butterfly spiraling in the air.
The emotions that were disturbed for some reason, at this moment, quietly settled down.
Yet just when she thought the surroundings had finally quieted down.
A peculiar voice echoed beside her.
It said it wanted to land on her nose?
"That’s probably not possible," she instinctively responded, "I’d sneeze."
Upon hearing these words, the Little Butterfly clearly paused, its wings abruptly halting mid-air.
Then, seemingly unwilling, it energetically resumed flapping.
It trembled its wings while speaking in a slightly pleading tone, "Mistress, I really like you, can you accept me, please?"
Hearing this, Selene felt a slight movement in her heart.
She slowly extended a slender finger, cautiously moving it forward.
Seeing this, the furious Nico beside her gritted her teeth.
Watching Selene dare to imitate the affectionate gestures she used on Hayden Langdon.
"Hayden hates you the most, how could you possibly be his chosen one?"
While speaking, she stepped forward emotionally, almost sticking close to Selene.
Her fingers nearly touched the tips of Selene’s fingers.
Yet amidst the rising tension, Hayden, who should have had complete belongingness to her, was drawn by a peculiar aura.
Hesitantly circling in the air, he finally, without hesitation, landed in Selene’s palm.
Everything happening was too sudden.
Nico widened her eyes in disbelief, then abruptly shoved Selene aside.
"What did you do to him!"
She furiously questioned, her eyes fully filled with shock.
"Did you use spiritual power to control Hayden? You’re a vicious woman who should be stripped of all rights!"
Hit by the unexpected force of the shove.
Selene staggered backward, nearly falling.
Luckily, a pair of hands held her steady from behind, preventing her from falling.
"Thank you."