The one speaking was Isabella. Her werewolf - enhanced confidence radiated as she stepped into the room.She had deliberately dressed up today: her hair styled in big waves, her lips painted in fiery red, and wearing a form - fitting emerald green dress. It was both seductive and charming, her werewolf allure heightened by the outfit.However, she wore oversized sunglasses that clashed with the elegance of her outfit. In the werewolf world, hiding one's identity was sometimes a strategic move.But anyone with a keen eye could tell that she clearly didn’t want to reveal her true self."Sir, that's the woman you were looking for," the obsequious assistant of Guillermo said, eyes lighting up. His werewolf senses were drawn to Isabella's unique presence.Guillermo stared at the stunning woman in front of him, utterly captivated. He liked women who were bold in their beauty, especially those with a hint of wildness, a trait common among werewolves.He whispered to his assistant, "Make sure
Victoria hurriedly stepped back, flustered, her werewolf instincts sensing danger. "I can't drink," she stammered, her voice betraying her unease. In the werewolf - dominated business events, being unable to hold one's own in social drinking was a sign of weakness.A sharp, mocking laugh came from the crowd. "What are you pretending for? Everyone knows that there are only two kinds of women at events like this: the wives of company CEOs, or assistants who work for them. You're neither Mrs. Hill, nor willing to help Mr. Hill, so what are you even doing here? In our werewolf - run corporate circles, such behavior is unacceptable." The voice was laced with the scorn of a werewolf who valued status and proper conduct.Victoria's face turned pale, her expression a mixture of anger and embarrassment. Her werewolf pride was stung, and she could feel the judgmental eyes of the pack - like gathering on her.Nathan stepped forward to rescue her. "My wife had an urgent matter and couldn’t attend
Isabella looked at him innocently, her werewolf - enhanced eyes wide and her face devoid of any guilt. In the werewolf world, maintaining a facade of innocence could sometimes be a strategic move.But Nathan stormed up to her, grabbing her arm roughly, his werewolf strength making his grip tighten painfully around her wrist."Isabella, did you deliberately set up Victoria? Did you make her the target of ridicule at the banquet, forcing her to drink on my behalf? Do you know what kind of suffering she’s been through after drinking tonight?"Nathan’s eyes were bloodshot, wild with anger as he roared at her, his werewolf instincts on high alert, almost like a beast on the hunt. In the werewolf hierarchy, such a display of anger was a sign of dominance assertion."Nathan, what are you doing? I don’t understand," Isabella tried to break free from his grasp, her voice trembling. Her werewolf senses were on edge, but she feigned ignorance.She said she didn’t understand, but deep down, she w
"I don’t feel sorry for you one bit."Isabella wanted to scream in hysterical fury, her werewolf instincts howling for release, but her upbringing wouldn’t allow her to throw a tantrum. Instead, she shot him a cold glance, her werewolf eyes filled with disgust, before turning to stare out the window. In the werewolf hierarchy, showing weakness through a tantrum was not an option for a proud female like her.Nathan felt a sudden wave of unease. He reached out to tend to the blood - stained puncture on her arm, but Isabella turned away, stubbornly presenting her thin back to him. Her werewolf pride wouldn't let her accept his touch.Her voice was cold enough to freeze a bull."Nathan, stay away from me. You disgust me."Nathan froze, his hand hovering in mid - air. The atmosphere became tense and oppressive, charged with the unspoken aggression of a werewolf standoff.A while later, the blood test results came back.As Nathan went to fetch the report, Isabella closed her eyes in despair
Nathan’s face turned ashen as he snarled at Isabella in a low voice, his werewolf fangs slightly bared in his anger, “Isabella, your sister is this sick, and not only do you not care about her, but you also want to take me away. Who’s going to take care of her if I leave? Are you seriously trying to kill her? In our werewolf pack, family care is crucial, and you're going against it.”Isabella furrowed her brows. “You’re neither a doctor nor her direct blood relative. I don’t understand what you staying here does to help her condition. In the werewolf world, rational thinking should prevail, not this blind devotion.”Victoria suddenly burst into tears. “I understand now. Bella, you’re here to steal Nathan from me. Sob sob, I’m just a sick person, and I can’t compete with you. Take him away…” Her werewolf - like ability to manipulate emotions was on full display.“I won’t leave you, Victoria. Don’t cry,” Nathan said softly, trying to console her, his werewolf protectiveness for Victoria
Nathan dismissed Victoria's parents with a few curt words, his werewolf impatience showing. In the werewolf - family context, dealing with in - laws' pleas was a tiresome chore. Then, he dragged his heavy steps into the house, his werewolf gait sluggish.As he passed by Isabella's room, he didn’t ignore it as he usually did, but instead paused at the door. His werewolf senses were on edge, sensing a change in the air around Isabella.He stood there for a while, his thoughts jumbled. He tried to figure out why Isabella had become so cold, indifferent, and cruel, but none of the reasons seemed convincing enough. In the werewolf bond, such a drastic change in a mate was concerning.How did she change like this?Unable to hold back, Nathan knocked on the door. His werewolf knuckles rapped against the wood with a force that betrayed his agitation.He knocked for a while, but there was no response from inside.Nathan’s face darkened. “Isabella, I know you’re inside. Open the door. I need to
Isabella felt her phone buzz and pulled it out, glancing down at the message. Her werewolf - enhanced senses made her aware of the device's vibration instantly.Her small movement caught the attention of Theo, sitting next to her. He glanced over, noticing the content of the message, and his brows furrowed slightly, his werewolf instincts sensing trouble.Isabella was so angry she almost wanted to curse. In Nathan’s eyes, she would forever be that uncouth country bumpkin, wouldn’t she? He actually mocked her for not belonging in such a place. In the werewolf - dominated social hierarchy, his dismissal of her was a slap in the face.She quickly typed a reply, but just as she was about to send it, a long, elegant hand came down and gently pressed her phone. Looking up, she saw Theo subtly shaking his head at her. His werewolf wisdom told him it wasn't worth the fight.Isabella deleted the message and locked her screen.Her indifference to Nathan seemed to be like punching a pillow for h
The name *City of Cycles*—it was almost etched into Isabella’s very bones. In the werewolf - like memories that seemed to span lifetimes, this name carried a weight of significance. Even though a lifetime had passed, the memories related to it were still as clear as yesterday. This *Heart Lock*, in her past life, had once been passed to her daughter. It accompanied her for the briefest of years, but was her daughter’s most treasured possession. In the werewolf - family traditions, heirlooms like this held deep emotional and often magical value. In this life, she couldn’t bring her daughter into this world. But she could buy things her daughter had once loved, as a way to remember. And more importantly, this *Heart Lock*, as far as she knew, held some kind of magical power—it could potentially allow for the cycle of life to repeat. Of course, that was just her theory. In the werewolf - related lore, there were tales of magical artifacts with such powers. She needed to get it, t
In the werewolf - centered world, where status was often displayed through appearances just like a wolf's coat showed its health and strength, the clothes designed by Victoria for Nathan were mostly intended for work and formal occasions, making them highly functional but also quite monotonous. The majority of his outfits were suits in traditional, somber shades like black, white, and gray, much like a wolf in a uniform, blending into the background.These suits fit Nathan perfectly and showcased his charm as a man, like a well - groomed wolf standing out in the pack. However, after Nathan joined the reality show, with long recording hours and frequent appearances, such a repetitive wardrobe began to tire the audience. And the entertainment industry was never short of beauty, nor was it lacking in viewers who were picky about aesthetics, much like a wolf pack that quickly grew tired of a lackluster display.Soon, Nathan's popularity was overshadowed by Theo, as if a we
In the werewolf - centered world, where status and power were as crucial as a wolf's position in the pack, when the reality show team extended an olive branch to Nathan, he no longer displayed the arrogance he once had, like a once - proud alpha wolf now humbled. Though he was deeply reluctant, he grit his teeth and agreed to join, knowing he had to fight for his place in the new social landscape.The producer eagerly promised him, “Young Master, all the guests on this show are rich heirs. By showcasing your daily life, we aim to inspire the youth to pursue wealth. You’re one of our key focus guests. As long as you perform well, with your image, you'll definitely become a big star. In the werewolf - centered promise - of - fame and success, this is the producer's pitch.”Nathan crumpled the invitation in his hand but kept his expression neutral, like a wolf hiding its true emotions. “I understand. I’ll join the group on time.”The producer smiled and left.
In the werewolf - centered world, where the pack's social order was as complex as a web of territorial boundaries, outside the hospital room, Victoria leaned weakly against the wall, her heart sinking as she overheard Mrs. Hill's demeaning words about her, like a low - ranking wolf being scorned by the alpha female. A bitter sadness washed over her.Was she really inferior to her sister in every way?She strained her ears, hoping to hear Nathan defend her, but for a long while, there was no response from him, as if the beta wolf was too weak to stand up for his mate against the alpha's wrath.Fear crept into Victoria’s heart. She was afraid that Nathan, soft - hearted as he was, might actually believe his mother’s words and start thinking that his ex - wife was the better choice, like a wolf doubting its current packmate in the face of the alpha's influence.Unable to bear the tension any longer, Victoria pushed the door open and entered the room, like a
In the werewolf - centered world, where family hierarchies were as rigid as the alpha's rule in a pack, when Mrs. Hill saw the couple rings on Victoria and Nathan's hands, her suspicions were immediately confirmed, like a wolf detecting a threat to its pack's purity.She went wild with anger and slapped Victoria across the face. “How dare you marry my son behind my back, Victoria? I really underestimated you. In the werewolf - centered over - protective - mother - outburst and territorial - claim, this is her fury.”Thea stepped back, adopting the stance of a bystander, ready to watch the drama unfold, like a wolf observing a power struggle from the sidelines.The slap made Victoria dizzy, her body spinning in place like a willow in the wind before she collapsed into Nathan’s arms, like a weak wolf seeking protection.“Nathan…” Victoria cupped her swollen face, her tears flowing like pearls from a broken string, creating a pitiful scene, much like a wound
In the werewolf - centered world, where the bonds of family and love were as changeable as the phases of the moon, Thea was genuinely surprised. After being cast out by both her birth family and her marriage, like a lone wolf expelled from its pack, she never imagined anyone would still care about her. This intrigued her, and she was curious about the person who reached out to her, much like a wolf sensing an unfamiliar presence in its territory. “Give me the address, I’ll come right over.”Under the fates’ design, as if guided by some unseen force in the werewolf - centered universe.When Thea arrived at the bar, it was already midnight.The bar was nearly empty, with only a few disheveled figures slumped over the tables, like weary wolves resting after a long hunt.After scanning the room, Thea didn’t spot anyone familiar, and she frowned in confusion, her wolfish instincts on high alert.At that moment, a waiter approached and gave her a soft sm
In the werewolf - centered world, where family bonds were as complex as a thicket in a moon - lit forest, Thea finally stood up from the recliner and walked to Madam Moore’s side. The grievances and frustrations she once held, like the howls of a caged wolf longing for freedom, seemed to have dissipated, leaving only a calm, almost indifferent demeanor, much like a wolf that has accepted its fate."Before yesterday, I still had some lingering feelings for you. But after yesterday, our mother - daughter bond has come to an end. You’re a smart woman, so you should understand what I mean. Why continue to force a relationship that’s already been torn apart? In the werewolf - centered family - bond - severance - declaration and rational - question, this is her statement." Madam Moore understood exactly what Thea was implying.Thea had heard that Madam Moore was ill, and had rushed to her side immediately out of filial duty, like a loyal packmate rushing to the
In the werewolf - centered world, where the power dynamics were as fierce as a pack's territorial disputes, Theo’s thin lips curled into a slight smile, the danger in his expression unmistakable, much like a wolf baring its teeth in a show of dominance. "I always thought Thea was an orphan. Turns out her parents are still alive... Well, if that's the case, Mr. Joe, why don’t you help her pay off the huge debt she owes me? In the werewolf - centered strategic - debt - claim and pressure - application, this is his demand." Master Moore stood there, stunned, completely dumbfounded, as if a weaker wolf facing an unexpected challenge from a powerful alpha.Theo continued to press: "The debt of a child is the responsibility of the father, Mr. Joe. You won’t deny that, right? In the werewolf - centered family - debt - responsibility - assertion and challenge, this is his statement." Victoria whispered to Master Moore, "Dad, Isabella owes
In the werewolf - centered world, where family bonds were as tenuous as a lone wolf's hold on its territory, Thea walked upstairs and stood in front of Master Moore. With a solemn expression, she corrected him, "I’ve changed my name. I’m no longer Isabella; my name is Thea. In the werewolf - centered identity - reclamation and break - from - past, this is her statement." Master Moore seemed deeply insulted. Anger contorted his face as he reached out and gripped Thea’s neck, almost mad with fury. "You’ve forgotten what your ancestors’ surname is? Isabella, if I had known you were this rebellious, I should’ve thrown you into the cesspool the moment you were born! In the werewolf - centered anger - and - rejection - of - change, this is his outburst." "You can strangle me now; it’s not too late," Thea gasped, but still retained her proud demeanor, despite the difficulty in breathing, like a wolf refusing to submit. &
In the werewolf - centered world, where the power dynamics and family bonds were as complex as a thick forest at night, Victoria had never seen Nathan so dejected. It was as though the once - proud heir, much like a powerful alpha wolf that had lost its pack, had fallen from the heavens, shattered into pieces like a puppet with no strings, entirely devoid of spirit. "Nathan, what will happen to your company?" Victoria asked with concern, her voice carrying the worry of a wolf cub for its leader. Nathan, who had once been so confident at the business table, was now utterly dispirited. "If Isabella doesn't withdraw from this competition, I will most likely lose. In the werewolf - centered business - defeat - prediction and vulnerability - admission, this is his lament." Victoria’s face turned as pale as a ghost. If Nathan lost, it meant their relationship would fall apart too, just as a pack breaks up when its alpha is defe