"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
The thought of death struck Gloria. Then, the girl named Mica appeared in her mind again. She regained consciousness in an instant. She could not die like this, because she still needed to fulfill Mica's wish. Gloria opened her eyes slowly, and the room was bright as usual. Gloria was like a rag-doll without a temper. She was reviled viciously and never said anything back. However, she underestimated those girls. Ruby stepped forward and pushed Gloria. She said disdainfully, "Why are you pretending to be pitiful? Since you are working here as a call girl, don't put on an innocent look. When you were begging for mercy from those guests yesterday, you were not so lofty!" After saying this, Ruby was still not satisfied. She stretched out her foot and kicked Gloria. Gloria's legs were injured before, so she fell to the ground. "Ruby, go easy on her. How can you kick her like that?" Someone said to her. No matter how much they enjoyed taunting her, it was only verbal, a
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
The sound made Luana extremely uncomfortable, feeling as if she was sitting on pins and needles. She looked down at her thin dress and groaned inwardly.According to the rules, losing a round meant she would have to strip completely, which was akin to being exposed for all to see.What difference was there between her and the women who sold their bodies for a living?She understood that Naomi was probably taking out her frustration on Luana because of Travis's earlier words. Unable to retaliate against Travis, she used the game as an excuse to vent her anger.Although Luana saw through the motive, the cards in her hand were terrible.Coupled with Gehrmann's seemingly deliberate poor play, she was sweating with anxiety.Today, Cline seemed to be acting out of character, showing no mercy at all.Every time she played a card, he seemed to deliberately target her.Luana was so angry her face turned b
Naomi would not let it go so easily. Although she used to be the top entertainer at Nightfall, now that she was with Gehrmann, she was particularly sensitive to others' words. She knew Travis was not someone to be trifled with, but dealing with his woman should be no problem. "Forget it, I won't hold it against you. We're here to have fun, after all," Naomi forced down her anger and then said, "But just sitting here is a bit boring. How about we play a game?" Hearing the mention of a game, the others immediately perked up and echoed, "What game should we play?" Naomi pulled out several decks of cards from the side and placed them on the table, smiling as she said, "Let's form teams and play cards. Whoever loses takes off a piece of clothing." "Interesting," Travis's eyes flickered with excitement at the idea. Naturally, he wouldn't refuse such a tantalizing and thrilling scene and immediately nodded in agreement. The other lecherous men were even more eager to start the game.
The man's smile slightly eased Luana's guard. She reached out with a trembling hand to take the wine glass and took a small sip, but she still didn't dare to swallow the wine, just holding it in her mouth. The female companion sitting beside the man couldn't help but sneer at the scene. Her laughter was filled with mockery and disdain. "I must say, Mr. Elan, the women you bring around are getting more and more classless. Gehrmann is kind enough to pour her a drink, yet she's still on guard and won't drink it." Gehrmann was Cline's cousin. Gehrmann was also a playboy, but compared to Travis, he was far from being a pervert. Since Luana had been with Cline, she had never met any of his family or friends. This was her first time meeting Gehrmann. She couldn't help but take a few extra glances at him, noticing that he bore some resemblance to Cline, but his temperament was entirely different. He didn't have Cline's cold detachment but instead gave off a warm vibe. Seeing that Lua
Otherwise, she would not only lose face but also likely suffer a merciless rejection. After all, how could Cline offend his friend for her sake? However... why was he looking at her with such a strange gaze? Could it be because he saw her being kissed by another man and felt displeased? As Luana was lost in her wild thoughts, Cline suddenly shifted his gaze, his indifferent expression as if it had just been a casual glance. Luana's heartstrings trembled. She knew that someone as cold and unemotional as Cline would not care whether she was kissed by others. She also shifted her gaze and focused on dealing with Travis. "Mr. Elan, why did you bring me here?" Travis affectionately pinched her cheek and laughed, "First, let's introduce you to some friends, and then we'll go have some real fun." Hearing this, Luana's face turned pale instantly, realizing she must find a way to escape as soon as possible. As she was racking her brain for a plan against Travis, he suddenly pushed her