Gloria didn't want to go over, but she dared not to do so. Her feet seemed to have betrayed her as she got out of the car. She walked slowly toward Patrick. Patrick first glanced at Gloria's legs and then at her face. He mocked, "Do you enjoy this? Miss Carter, why are you wasting time?" Gloria's breathing stopped for a moment, and she pinched her thigh. She knew that Patrick was sure she was slow because she was trying to stall deliberately. She hoped that it was really as he said. She was only stalling. But the truth... Gloria gritted her teeth and walked faster. Then, she felt pain and pinched herself harder. Patrick saw her speed up and smiled slightly. He said to himself with satisfaction, 'That's right. A toy should act more like a toy.' Patrick reached out his hand and held the woman in front of him. He exhaled the last puff of smoke and took the cigarette between his fingers. Without looking at it, one of his guys took over the cigarett
"Do you still remember that you are a werewolf? You looked so cowardly when you beg for mercy, which makes me sick," Patrick said coldly. "If the members of the Silver Spring Pack knew that their Alpha's daughter was so weak and incompetent, what would they think?" Gloria's body swayed. She thought that she could accept all of this calmly and would never be sad again. The daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack? Gloria smiled bitterly. It was Patrick who had asked Damon to go to the Silver Spring Pack to deliver his statement. Because of that, her father had to expel her from the pack. She was no longer a member of the Silver Spring Pack. Now, she was just a rogue who had once stayed in the werewolf prison for three years and lost everything. Patrick was mad since Gloria didn't defend herself. She still faced down on the ground. "Even if I humiliate her in front of so many people, does she remain indifferent? Is the woman in front of me really Gloria? Di
All Patrick did was push Gloria to her limits. He had yet to realize that deep down in his heart, he wanted the arrogant Gloria. In the past, she would say to him, "If Gabrielle becomes your mate, I'll give up on you!" However, now, she was a lowly wretch who only knew how to apologize! Patrick was even less aware that behind all his methods of coercing Gloria was a truth he could not accept. He was the one who changed her! Patrick found a seemingly reasonable excuse for himself. The reason he humiliated Gloria was that she killed Gabrielle. Christine heard Patrick's words clearly this time. He asked her to transfer Gloria to the Public Relations Department. The Public Relations Department of Fittro Club was basically in charge of calling girls. Christine glanced at the pale-faced Gloria and said, "I understand, Mr. Hammond." From her experience, Christine had a hunch that something unusual was going on between Gloria and Patrick. She had never
Gloria had a large, deep gash across her waist, and it looked as if she had been bitten by a huge beast. Christine was also a werewolf. So, she knew what this meant. "Are you a werewolf?" Christine looked at Gloria in surprise and asked, "But why can't I sense it?" Gloria was bitten by a wolf, but werewolves had great healing power. Even if their legs were broken, they could recover quickly. However, the wound on Gloria's waist was not fully recovered. "I have been in the werewolf prison for three years. I don't have a wolf anymore," Gloria said calmly. Christine's eyes widened because what had happened to Gloria was beyond her imagination. She said in surprise, "How could your wolf disappear?" "It's true. Ever since I was injured, I couldn't sense my wolf. That's why you couldn't sense that I was a werewolf," Gloria spoke in a calm tone. Christine knew that some werewolves were born without wolves, yet she had never met a werewolf whose wolf had disap
"Alpha Thor, I forgot to introduce her to you. She is also a werewolf and an Alpha," Patrick said coldly. The malice in Patrick's words made Gloria's heart tremble. She knew that some werewolves preferred to bully and torment weaker werewolves compared to weaker humans. After all, werewolf bodies could withstand more than fragile humans. Obviously, the male werewolves in the room were this kind of person. "How is this possible? I can't feel the smell of a wolf on her," Thor said in confusion. He approached Gloria and sniffed her. Gloria's heart skipped a beat. She was worried that Patrick would find out that her wolf was gone. If so, Patrick would torture her even more cruelly. Patrick also felt a little strange after Thor's words. He could not sense the aura of a wolf on Gloria. She still didn't shift in this situation. He asked Gloria to come over just to force her to shift, but Gloria's reaction was clearly beyond his expectations. "Alpha Thor, I think it
"Alpha Thor, do you want such an ugly werewolf?" Patrick said contemptuously. Patrick didn't want to made Thor unhappy in front of so many werewolves. It was not worth it to offend Thor for Gloria. He was completely unaware of his concern for Gloria. He only knew that he would never let other werewolves take Gloria. "Impossible. No one in Fittro Club is ugly." Thor smiled, "Alpha Patrick, I know that you have good taste, so the employees here are all beautiful." "You don't believe me?" Patrick's lips curled into a faint smile as his eyes rested on Gloria's face. "Go wash it off." Gloria was about to stand up. "Crawl," Thor said from the side. Gloria's hands, which were on the ground, clenched... She roared in her heart, 'Hold on! Gloria! This is nothing compared to three years of imprisonment!' Gloria crawled to the bathroom in the private room obediently. After she washed her face, she walked to the door of the bathroom and opened it. "Such a we
Christine left her office and saw Gloria standing at the door. She pondered for a moment and said, "Gloria, come in and change your clothes. There is a private bathroom here. Go take a shower." "Thank you, Christine." Gloria was tired at the moment and needed a rest, so she did not refuse Christine. She watched Gloria walk into the office, then Christine returned to the private room where Patrick and Thor were. She was about to report her work to Patrick. As Christine walked into the room, she heard Thor discussing with the members of the Black Moon Pack about what they did to Gloria just now. Thor's laugh was so piercing that Christine could not help frowning. "Alpha Patrick, you have a great club. Why do you look unhappy? If this club was mine, I would have lived here!" Thor said with a smile. The mockery of Gloria by Thor and other werewolves made Patrick feel unhappy. In his opinion, Gloria was the one only he could bully. "Alpha Thor, I'm flattered. T
Patrick was amused by Gloria's pained look. He said maliciously, "Gloria, you have been quite an eye-opener for me today. I wonder if your brother would be mad if he saw your pitiful look?" 'You can't do this!' Gloria was about to say it. With her nails stabbing into her palm, she immediately sobered up. She dared not to look at Patrick in the mirror, afraid that he would see her through. "Mr. Hammond, I don't have a brother anymore. I'm a rogue and was once locked up in a werewolf prison. The Silver Spring Pack wouldn't accept a murderer." Patrick did not expect Gloria to say anything like that. For a moment, he was stunned, then he laughed. "Gloria, I underestimated you before. You are so cold-blooded. No wonder you committed such a crime." Gloria swallowed Patrick's cold words. It was like a knife to her heart; it shook her very soul. She thought, 'Cold-blooded? Patrick, didn't you make me that way?' "But I'm curious. Since you have such a cold heart, I wonder i
When he raised his eyes, the corners were crimson, like embers under fierce flames, scorching and intense. The glint in his eyes seemed to hold the madness and resentment of a wolf's nature fully unleashed."Sold yourself to Travis, and I'm not allowed to touch you now?"His voice was pleasant, crisp and husky, full of magnetism, but his words were harsh.The word "sold" degraded her dignity to the dirt, and his speech carried the oppressive sense of superiority inherent to an Alpha, making Luana feel tiny and insignificant before him.She had once sold herself to him, thinking that by not spending a cent of his money, she could change his perception of her.Yet, in his eyes, she remained a "call girl" to be bartered at will.Luana felt as if her heart was pricked by needles, aching densely, but a smile rippled across her pale face."Mr. Moriarty," she coiled her hands around his neck, her smile brimming, "He paid me. Naturally, he wouldn't allow y
A faint fragrance mingled with the scent of wine filled the air, momentarily disorienting Luana.Faced with Cline's proximity, she awkwardly shifted towards the car door, but the confined space offered little room for retreat.After a couple of moves, her back was pressed against the door.Cline propped a hand on the window, trapping the petite Luana within the circle of his arms.As an Alpha, he unconsciously exuded a powerful and oppressive aura that enveloped Luana, making her breathing increasingly labored, as if ensnared by an invisible net.His cold, wintry eyes glanced at her before settling on the diamond necklace at her neck.A mocking chuckle reached her ears, "Seems your new sugar daddy treats you well."His rare laughter was more chilling than his usual stern expression, carrying an Alpha's intimidating presence that sent shivers down one's spine.Luana wanted to explain, but the words "new sugar daddy" rendered her silent.Fr
Hearing Travis's words, a surge of anger ignited within Luana, her heart trembling violently with rage.She clenched her teeth fiercely, managing to hiss out a few words through gritted teeth, "Don't worry."Seeing the fury and resentment in Luana's eyes, Travis finally released his grip, a look of regret crossing his face as he spoke with a hint of disappointment, "I had planned to enjoy our time first and then take you to try some more thrilling games. But since you're so repulsed by me now, let's just drop it. Rest assured, as long as you can secure the project successfully, we'll have plenty of chances to enjoy our time..."In Travis's mind, compared to momentary pleasure and the satisfaction of desire, he yearned more for the position of heir.As long as Luana could help him acquire the western land project, he was willing to temporarily suppress his desires and wait for her to fall in love with him before taking possession of her.Thinking that Luana w
When Travis heard Luana say she could help secure the project, a flash of excitement lit up in his eyes, and his interest was piqued.The western land project was about to initiate the bidding process next month, and Travis knew the significance of this project for him.His father, the influential Mr. Elan, had made it clear that if Travis could successfully secure this project, he would hand over the position of family heir to him officially.This was an opportunity Travis had longed for, a crucial step into the heart of power.However, the competition was fierce.Their rival was the Coburn Group from Washington, a leading enterprise with substantial strength and a renowned reputation.In terms of technology research and development, capital reserves, market share, and industry influence, Coburn Group held a distinct advantage.Beating Coburn Group in direct competition in their field was an almost unimaginable challenge.That's why Travis ha
Luana, still kneeling, wore the red wine splashed by Cline like a macabre mask, the dark liquid trailing down her cheeks, highlighting the fragile beauty of her pale face.Slowly, she raised her hand to wipe away the wine, her expression composed as she calmly replied, "We've met before."As expected, Travis thought to himself, bending slightly to scrutinize Luana with suspicion in his eyes.He pressed her further, "How did you meet?"Understanding his doubts, Luana took a deep breath and spoke, "I knew I bore a resemblance to Runa, and I thought to use that to my advantage. I took the opportunity of delivering documents to Mr. Moriarty and slipped something into his drink, hoping that after he slept with me, I could rise above my station. But he didn't fall for it and unceremoniously threw me out. Perhaps that's why he called me dirty, cheap."Luana's words successfully alleviated half of Travis's suspicions.He ha
The scarlet red wine slowly trickled down her hair strands, dripping onto her pale face, sliding over her slender neck, and falling onto her thin dress...It wasn't until the last drop of wine fell onto the back of her hand that she slowly lifted her eyes.Her gaze was filled with shock and disbelief, staring straight at Cline.Cline, with his eyes as cold as frost, contemptuously glanced at her and coldly uttered a word, "Cheap."As an Alpha, his words seemed to carry the unique deterrent power, making the surrounding air seem to solidify.Upon hearing those words, Luana trembled uncontrollably.She clenched her fists tightly, her fingernails digging deep into her palms, biting her lower lip, and stared at Cline without blinking.It was as if she wanted to bore a hole through him with her gaze, her anger and humiliation surging like a tidal wave.Cline, however, paid no attention to her reaction
As an Alpha, Cline's eyes radiated a coldness mixed with the unique oppressiveness of the wolf pack.That intangible force seemed to penetrate Luana's body, making it increasingly difficult for her to breathe.The surrounding air appeared to become heavy and oppressive due to his aura.Travis, witnessing this, was now certain that Cline was deliberately making things difficult for Luana.Yet, he couldn't fathom why Cline would target Luana in such a way.Did they have some unknown past?Did they know each other before?Hearing the words "pour on your knees," Luana's face was filled with shock and disbelief.'Pour wine while kneeling?' Although she had been his lover, she was by no means a humble servant to be commanded at his whim.Luana straightened her body once more, her eyes showing a hint of stubbornness and anger as she addressed Cline, "Mr. Moriarty, I don't know where I've offe
At that moment, Cline suddenly raised his well-defined hand and covered the mouth of the glass.His eyes were cold and indifferent as he stared intently at Luana's face, uttering a single word in a voice devoid of any warmth, "Dirty."This single word was like a sharp dagger, piercing straight into Luana's heart.It caused her a sudden constriction in her chest. The pain was almost suffocating.Her hand couldn't help but tremble violently, her fingers turning pale from the force of gripping the wine bottle.She stood there rigidly, her eyes locked with Cline's.However, in his eyes, she saw not a trace of their past affection.The tenderness and attachment that once existed seemed to have never been, replaced now by deep contempt and disgust.She thought painfully to herself, did he think she was dirty because she was with Travis?How ridiculous!She had been with him for fi
At this moment, even Travis, the man who claimed her as his plus-one, was staring at her with anticipation.There was not a hint of concern in his eyes, only greed and desire.It was as if she was merely an object for display, a creature without dignity, being appraised and toyed with by these wealthy and powerful individuals who looked down on her.Her heart ached with struggle, fully aware of the difficult situation she was in.If she complied with their demands, they might, in a moment of whim, let her off the hook.But if she dared to resist, with the power and means these people possessed, they would not easily let her leave this room, and the fate that awaited her could be even worse.After much internal deliberation, Luana finally, reluctantly, unclenched her tightly clenched fists.A glimmer of determination and desolation shone in her eyes.Her life was already a living death. Perhaps