Just as Ainsley has instructed all records of Eloise’s life were erased, including her relationship with the Golden moon Pack and her educational background… The current Eloise was just a criminal locked up in the werewolf prison. After thinking it all over, she wrapped her arms around her knees and curled up. Ainsley had erased all traces of her life. The next morning, someone roughly pushed Eloise away. “Hey, wake up. Go clean the bathroom…” A female prisoner screamed in fear. “She’s dead!” A braver female prisoner ran up to her and put her finger under Eloise’s nose. After a while, she felt Eloise’s weak breathing. “Shut up! She’s still alive! Call the guards!” Eloise was still alive. That might not be a good thing. More humiliation and torture awaited her, which would drive her crazy and turn her into a different person.
Three years later, a thin woman staggered down the street with a tattered plastic bag in her hand. She kept a few dollars and her ID card in that bag. She was pale and bruised. She also had a three-centimeter scar on her face. Three years, and everything had changed. Eloise’s lips curved slightly. Yes, after three years, things changed. It wasn’t just about the world outside the lob-man prison, she had changed too. Where could she go? She didn’t belong to any pack and had lost her identity in human society. As a scamp, she was too weak to survive among other Scamp. Then, a job advertisement from a nearby store caught her eye. She stopped in front of the job advertisement. She looked at it for a while, and finally her eyes fell on the words “Cleaners Wanted” and “Lodging and Lunch Offered.” Eloise gritted her teeth and entered the club called Scarlet Heart. As soon as she entered, she shivered. The cold air from the central air conditioning made her shudder. “Name,” the woman behind the counter said impatiently. “Eloise,” she replied in a hoarse and unpleasant voice. Her voice frightened the beautiful woman who was holding a pen in her hand. The woman almost dropped the pen. “What’s wrong with your voice?” she asked Eloise in an unpleasant tone. After three years of terrible prison life, Eloise learned to be obedient. Although the woman asked so abruptly, she still managed to answer in a calm tone, “It was caused by the smoke.” The beautiful woman was slightly surprised, and her inquisitive eyes fell on Eloise’s face. “You mean, a fire?” “Yes, a fire.” After saying that, Eloise lowered her gaze. Someone had caused the fire on purpose. Seeing that Eloise wouldn’t say any more, the pretty woman stopped worrying. She frowned. “That’s not right. Scarlet Heart isn’t an ordinary club. Our guests are VIPs.” She looked Eloise up and down again, displeased. She despised Eloise because her dress looked like a sack. Club Scarlet Heart was not a place for the common man. Even the waitresses here were all attractive and beautiful young women. How could someone like Eloise think of applying for a job there? The beautiful woman stood up and gestured to Eloise. “You can’t work here. You’re not even qualified as a waitress.” Then, she turned around and was about to leave. “I just want to be a cleaner.” Eloise’s muffled voice, echoing through the office, stopped the woman. The woman stopped, turned around, and raised her eyebrows. She looked Eloise up and down. “I’ve never seen a girl in her twenties willing to work as a cleaner.” However, Eloise calmly said, “I’d love to be an escort girl if I’m qualified. But I know what I look like. At least, I can still do some cleaning work.” She thought, “I was sent to prison as a murderer. Now I’m released, and dignity means nothing to me anymore.”Eloise laughed at herself inwardly. The beautiful woman was surprised and looked Eloise up and down again. She returned to her desk, picked up the pen, and filled out the form. “You’re hired.” She paused for a moment. Then, she looked up and warned Eloise, “Do you know why I made an exception and hired you?” The woman didn’t expect a response from Eloise and continued, “Eloise, I agree with you. Accept your fate and do what you’re capable of. Many people are twice your age and still don’t understand. You choose to face reality and see what you can do. I’m sure you also know what you can’t do.” she didn’t respond and just looked at the woman in silence. The beautiful woman looked at her and sighed, “From now on, you can call me Rachael. Eloise, I have to tell you, Club Scarlet Heart is no ordinary club.” Eloise could sense that Rachaelwas a werewolf from the smell, so she understood what Rachael meant. Apparently, Rachael thought she was human. Anyway, Eloise had a job now. She was no longer the daughter of the Alpha of the Golden moon Pack. Instead, Eloise was a cleaner who had just been released from prison.
Slowly, Eloise adapted to her new life. During the last few months at Club Scarlet Heart, she was often bullied by other employees. The imprisoned werewolves told her that everything she had suffered was ordered by Alpha Ainsley. Eloise stopped fighting because she was no longer the daughter of the Alpha of the Golden moon Pack. She was nothing but a scamp and no one cared about her. Then, day after day, the terrible beatings, torture, and insults tamed her. Eloise's wolf was weakening, and the connection between them was weakening as well. One day, she noticed that she couldn't summon her wolf. Her wolf seemed to be gone. The impressed werewolves began to laugh at Eloise as they discovered that there was no wolf aura about her. Without a wolf, she was no longer a werewolf. Their voices were like a spell, and their faces were twisted. No matter how much Eloise tried to push them away, she couldn't get them out of her head. “Eloise, a guest in the VIP room spilled the wine. Go clean it up.” A waitress's voice interrupted Eloise's thoughts. Eloise turned around and gave a blank look. Seeing that Eloise was in a daydreaming state, the waitress complained, “You're slacking off at work again! You better be careful, or I'll tell Christine!” Eloise was always quiet and would do as she was told. She wouldn't talk back even if others bullied her. Every person in Club Scarlet Heart knew this. If someone was in a bad mood, they would bully Eloise to vent. So, Eloise agreed without trying to defend herself. Her appearance made the waitress look down on her even more. Eloise lowered her gaze and followed the waitress into the elevator, but was suddenly pushed. Eloise was taken back. The waitress looked at her in disgust and said, “You stink. Can't you smell it? You'll ruin the air in the elevator and the guests might complain. Go and take the freight elevator.” Although Eloise was dressed sloppily, she washed her clothes often, and there was no strange smell on her body. The waitress was just trying to annoy Eloise. If it were anyone else, they would have quarrelled.
As expected, Eloise walked out of the elevator silently. When the elevator door closed, the waitress pursed her lips in disdain.
Cargo elevators were used to transport supplies. Despite their relative spaciousness, the decoration was simple. Therefore, waitresses rarely used it. The doors slowly opened. Eloise looked up and saw two people inside. A tall and strong man was hugging a curvy woman; they were hugging each other tightly and kissing passionately. Eloise was suddenly stunned. It would be awkward if she went in, but it would be strange if she didn't. She just stood in front of the elevator and didn't move. The woman in the man's arms was still panting lightly. Eloise had worked at Club Scarlet Heart for a few months, and she was clear about the meaning of the situation. Eloise could see the woman's back, as well as the man's profile. Eloise felt the man's gaze and her heart beat wildly. She observed the man carefully. In the not-so-spacious freight elevator, she could sense the man's strong aura as an Alpha.
The oppressive weight of the man’s Alpha aura pressed down on Eloise like a physical force. It made her chest tighten, her heart beat a little faster, and she couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling crawling up her spine. It wasn’t just the man’s presence, but the sheer power that radiated from him, unmistakable and all-encompassing. He was a werewolf! An Alpha, and his energy felt like a storm about to break.Eloise did her best to avoid making eye contact, but she failed. Her gaze flickered toward him, drawn in despite her best intentions. She quickly regretted it. His eyes, golden and fierce, glimmered with amusement as he caught her glance. His lips curled into a smug smile, and without any shame, he kissed the woman in his arms even more passionately, as if he was daring her to watch. The woman tall, poised, and glamorous was a familiar face. Eloise had seen her around Scarlet Heart. Amelia Javis, though that likely wasn’t her real name, was one of the escort girls. There was a certai
Eloise stepped into the dimly lit room, her heartbeat quickening the moment the door clicked shut behind her. The air felt thick, almost suffocating, and the hairs on the back of her neck prickled with unease. She hesitated for just a moment, taking in the scene before her. A handful of guests lounged casually on the sofas, their eyes glazed with boredom, while several escort girls flitted about, their fake smiles barely hiding the tension in the air. But it wasn’t the guests that held her attention, it was Mavis. Mavis stood in the centre of the room, her body stiff, her face twisted in quiet desperation. As soon as their eyes met, the younger girl’s lips parted, and she took a shaky step forward. “Eloise, help me!” she cried out, her voice breaking through the thick silence of the room. Eloise’s heart lurched at the sound of Mavis’s plea. The moment Mavis spoke, the entire room seemed to shift. The guests she had learned to fear in silence turned their eyes toward Eloise, scruti
Eloise’s breath hitched in her throat as she raised her head, her eyes locking onto the man sitting across from her. His words hung in the air like a thick fog, suffocating her.“How could I ask her to kiss another man?” Ainsley’s voice was low, controlled, yet there was a cruel edge to it that made Eloise’s heart beat painfully in her chest. She stared at him, her mind racing to process what he had just said. She could hardly believe it, but it was real.Ainsley, her fated mate. The man she had loved once with all her heart. The one who had rejected her all those years ago.And now, after all this time, here they were again, locked in a dance of power and pain. Only this time, it wasn’t love that hung between them. No. It was something darker. It was anger. It was a betrayal. It was a debt that had never been repaid, a wound that had never healed.How could he ask me to do this?Eloise’s stomach churned as she tried to steady herself. The room felt like it was closing in around her,
Lucian stood at the entrance of the hotel room, his eyes moving between Ainsley and the woman standing behind him. Both led powerful packs in America, and as rivals? Yes, but there was an unspoken bond between them as well. They were enemies, and yet, at times, they were also reluctant allies.His gaze shifted to Eloise, standing stiffly behind Ainsley. To his surprise, her ears were bright red, a clear sign of embarrassment.So, it’s her first kiss, Lucian thought with a sly grin. Interesting.“Hey,” Lucian teased, breaking the silence, “was that your first kiss?”Eloise’s face flushed a deeper shade of crimson. She didn’t answer, but her downcast eyes and the way she nervously shifted her feet were enough to confirm his guess. Lucian couldn’t help but smile, feeling a small, satisfied thrill. There was something amusing about catching her in such an awkward moment, but before he could continue his teasing, he turned his attention back to Ainsley.Ainsley’s cold gaze lingered on Luci
For a moment, Eloise thought she was already dead. The world around her was a blur, the air thick with the scent of earth and blood. Her body felt weightless, like it wasn’t her own. And then, the grief hit her a sharp, suffocating wave that made her chest tighten, her throat close. She couldn’t even pinpoint why she felt this way, but it was overwhelming.Maybe it was the loss of her wolf. Maybe it was the years of running, always running. Maybe it was the realization that there was no place in the world for someone like her.She tried to shake it off, but the heaviness lingered.Slowly, Eloise opened her eyes. The ground beneath her felt cool and soft grass. It took a few moments to register where she was. The sharp pain shooting through her body quickly brought her back to reality. Her ankle throbbed, and the blood soaking into her shirt made her stomach turn.You’re alive girl. That’s what matters.She took a deep breath, trying to clear her mind. Her wolf was gone. But somehow, i
Ainsley’s gaze remained fixed on Eloise, who was struggling weakly against his grip. Her trembling form, once filled with strength and defiance, now appeared fragile, shattered in a way that made his heart twist with something he couldn’t quite name. Satisfaction? Resentment? A mix of both, maybe."That’s right," Ainsley murmured with a cold smile, his voice laced with mockery. "A toy should act like one."He stepped closer, his hand tightening around her wrist as he pulled her toward him, feeling her stiffen beneath his touch. He exhaled a final puff of smoke from his cigarette, flicking it to the ground without sparing a glance. One of his men quickly took the cigarette from his hand, wordlessly.Eloise winced as Ainsley’s other hand moved to her chin, his fingers sharp as they tilted her face upward. She felt a jolt of pain as he moved her head back and forth, studying her expression. The cruel amusement in his eyes made her want to look away, but she forced herself to meet his gaz
Eloise could feel the weight of Ainsley’s words crushing her. "Do you still remember that you're a werewolf?" The cruel question hung in the air, a stark reminder of everything she had lost. "You looked so cowardly when you were begging for mercy, which disgusts me." His voice was colder than she remembered, every syllable laced with contempt.She could barely breathe, let alone speak. His words cut deeper than any physical wound ever could. “If the members of the Golden Moon Pack knew that their Alpha’s daughter was so weak and incompetent, what would they think?” The disgust in his voice was palpable, and Eloise felt the sting of it settle deep in her chest.Her body swayed on its own, barely able to hold itself up. Her mind swirled in confusion and shame. She had hoped, in some corner of her heart, that Ainsley might show her some kindness. Some recognition of what they had once shared, but that hope was now shattered.The Golden Moon Pack. She could barely bring herself to think o
Everything Ainsley did seemed to push Eloise closer to her breaking point. He didn’t yet realize it, but buried deep inside him, despite the anger, despite the cruelty, he loved the proud, defiant Eloise.Once, when his bond with Aura had been a promise, she had warned him, “If Aura becomes your partner, I’ll abandon you!” But now, Eloise was a shadow of that woman, broken, humiliated, and desperate. She begged for mercy even when she had done nothing wrong.Ainsley, blinded by his emotions, didn’t understand the truth: he was the one who had changed her. He was the one who had broken her spirit, and yet, he wasn’t ready to face that reality. Not yet.In his mind, the humiliation was justified. He had every right to torment her. She had killed Aura. That was the reason. He could convince himself of that, at least. It made the darkness inside him easier to handle. But somewhere deep inside, another, more dangerous truth gnawed at him.What if it wasn’t just about revenge? What if the b
Mavis felt an unsettling tension in the air as soon as she entered the room, but she couldn’t quite place the cause. She glanced around, trying to understand why it felt so different today. Something wasn’t right. Then, she turned to Vanessa, her friend, and asked quietly, “Vanessa, what happened?”Vanessa hesitated for a moment. She glanced at the others in the room, her gaze dropping as if she were unsure how to speak. Her fingers nervously twisted a napkin in her hands. Mavis was her closest friend, and though she knew she should warn her, something inside her told her it wasn’t the right time. Still, she had to say something.“Mavis, in fact, Amelia...” she started, but before she could finish, she was cut off.“Vanessa. Room 3 needs to be cleaned,” a voice interrupted sharply. The tone was clipped and demanding, and before Mavis could react, everyone in the room stood up, as if on cue. The shift in the room’s atmosphere was sudden, like a veil had been pulled over the scene. The
"Mr.... No. Williams, I know you're the Alpha of the Litha Night Walker Pack, but that doesn't mean you can insult me at will," Gold said, her voice sharp with defiance. She stood tall, almost arrogantly, as she addressed him. "You're in the Scarlet Heart Club now. No matter who you are, you must follow the rules here."The room fell silent as her words echoed, the weight of them hanging in the air. Almost everyone in the Scarlet Heart Club knew Ainsley was an influential figure in this small but highly respected establishment, but few knew he was its owner. To most, he was just another mysterious face among the club's powerful members. But Gold’s challenge was reckless, considering Ainsley was known for his volatile temperament and power, especially when it came to matters of disrespect.The Scarlet Heart Club may have appeared to be a humble establishment, but beneath its polished exterior, it was a place of secrets, where power, wealth, and influence mingled behind closed doors. It
Rachel wasn’t sure about Ainsley’s attitude, so she decided to simply recount the situation calmly. She took a deep breath and began speaking in a clear, steady tone."At first, only Amelia, her client, and Gloria knew what had happened that day." Rachel’s eyes darted over to Eric for a moment, before continuing. "Gloria bore all the pain in silence, unwilling to reveal a thing. In fact, it was Amelia who casually mentioned it as a joke to the others at the Scarlet Heart Club. That’s how I found out."Eric's expression shifted, and his eyes widened in surprise. He leaned forward slightly. "Amelia’s not a werewolf," he said, his voice laced with disbelief. "But she’s more vicious than any beast I’ve ever seen."Ainsley’s face darkened at the mention of Amelia. His lips tightened into a thin line, and his cold gaze sharpened as he looked at Rachel.Without another word, he nodded towards her. "Bring me Amelia. I’ll wait for you in Room 1."With a fluid motion, he turned and walked towar
“Do you remember what happened in the private room that day?” Rachel’s voice was sharp, laced with anger. “If it weren’t for Eloise sacrificing herself, do you think you’d still be standing here, spouting nonsense and making snide remarks?”Mavis’s face paled, but she quickly hid her unease behind a mask of defiance. She couldn’t bring herself to admit that Eloise had helped her out of sincerity. “Rachel, what you’re saying is true. Eloise did help me,” Mavis began, her tone defensive. “But I didn’t ask her to act like a dog to please customers. She did it for the money, and that has nothing to do with me.”Rachel’s anger flared as she stared at Mavis, but her lips curled into a bitter laugh. It seemed to her that Eloise’s sacrifice had been wasted on Mavis, an ungrateful person who couldn’t see the depth of the gesture. She sighed, shaking her head. “It’s a shame that Eloise paid such a high price to save someone like you, someone who doesn’t even know how to be grateful.”Mavis’s fa
Eric knew instantly that the woman lying on the bed was Eloise. He had recognized her the moment he saw her at the Scarlet Heart Club. But what he didn’t expect was to witness her disbelief as she grappled with what had happened.“Ainsley, you pressured me… you kissed me...” Eloise murmured, still reeling from the experience."Can't you see it?" Eric asked, his voice tinged with frustration.“No way!” Eric grabbed Ainsley as he was about to leave the room. “Ainsley, don’t tell me you have feelings for her?”Ainsley froze, his expression turning dark. Slowly, he turned back to face Eric, his eyes filled with menace. “Her? Who are you talking about?”“Eloise,” Eric responded, his voice sharp.Ainsley’s gaze sent a chill down Eric’s spine as he stepped past him, re-entering the room. He was like ice—cold, distant, indifferent. He looked at Eloise as though she were nothing more than an inconvenience.“I asked Eric to bring you food,” he said, his tone flat. “It’s on the nightstand.”Eloi
Ainsley’s POVThree years. Three long years since I last saw her facial features up close. And now, here she was, lying in front of me in a hospital bed, a mere shadow of the woman I once knew. Eloise… "my mate"The sight of her took me by surprise, knocking the air out of my lungs. Time had worn her down, just as it did everyone. But I wasn’t prepared for this. Her skin, once as soft as moonlight, now had a rough, weathered texture. Her eyes, once sparkling with life, were hollow like someone who had been through hell. And maybe she had, I thought bitterly.I could see the traces of her former beauty, the features everyone in the Golden Moon pack and all over the packs in America worship her beauty, but now they were buried beneath exhaustion and neglect. Her lips were chapped, the corners of her mouth turned down in a way that made my chest tighten with something I didn’t want to name.You should never have let her go. You had rejected her, pushed her away when you should’ve fought
Eloise continued, her voice low and strained, “I was humiliated, made to crawl on the ground and bark like a dog, scorned with every dirty word they could think of. But that’s nothing compared to what happened to me in prison. They stripped me naked and threw me into a cage, hosed me down with high-pressure water. And so what? What does any of it matter now? Racheal, I endured pain that I can’t even begin to explain. And Rain… He died trying to protect me. I owe him everything. Her death, her sacrifice, it haunts me. I owe him that much. That’s why I have to keep going, no matter how much it hurts. I have to live, to fulfill the dream he had for me. It’s the least I can do for him.”Racheal listened quietly, her heart heavy with the weight of Eloise’s words. She had known that Eloise had a tragic past, but hearing it all laid bare like this was something else entirely. Rain. Who was he to Eloise? And what dream had he left behind for her? Racheal didn't have the answers, but she could
Eloise wasn’t mocking her or trying to start an argument; it was just a fact, stated plainly. Her tone carried no judgment, but it hit Mavis like a sharp slap.Mavis’s face flushed with embarrassment at first, her anger boiling over. "I…" she stammered, trying to gather her thoughts. Then, in an instant, her frustration bubbled over. "I came to Club Scarlet Heart to be a waitress. You know my family's situation. I needed money to pay for my studies and living expenses."She paused for a moment, trying to collect herself. Eloise said nothing, simply watching her. The silence between them felt heavy, thick with unspoken words.Mavis’s eyes narrowed as she glared at Eloise, her voice suddenly cold. "I'm not like you! I won't do anything just for money. Unlike you, I have limits!"The words stung. They were meant to make Eloise feel inferior. To paint her as someone with no dignity, no self-respect. But Eloise just smiled softly. Mavis could say whatever she wanted, but the truth remained
Eloise clenched her fists, holding back the tears that threatened to spill. She wanted to tell them no, to walk out of the room, but she couldn’t. This was her life. If they asked her to sing, she would. She had no choice.“Her voice is so unpleasant,” the man said, looking skeptical. “Are you sure you want to hear her sing?”Amelia’s smile widened, clearly enjoying the discomfort she was causing Eloise. “That’s exactly why I want her to sing,” she said, her eyes glittering with amusement. “I’m curious how unbearable it’ll be.”The mocking tone in Amelia’s voice cut deep into Eloise’s heart. How had her life come to this? To be a subject of entertainment, something to be laughed at, to be humiliated for the amusement of men like Mr. White.“Mr. White, what do you say?” Amelia asked sweetly, her hand resting on his arm, as if she owned the moment, owned him.The man’s eyes lingered on Amelia for a moment before turning to Eloise. His expression was one of indifference, but there was a