Patrick turned his head and glanced down at Hank, who was on one knee. Patrick asked, "I told you to look up things from three years ago. Hank, do you still think no one knows about it?"
Patrick used his finger to tap the report on the desk and narrowed his eyes angrily. "I think they were onto you the second you made a move. See? The proof here is perfect." Patrick thought, 'There's one thing that baffles me. Why did Grandpa make such a decision three years ago? I'm so confused. What happened three years ago did bother me. But it was related to the whole pack, and Grandpa didn't need to kill a member of the pack and frame Gloria from the Silver Spring Pack no matter what.' "You may leave." Patrick raised his arm and gestured for Hank to leave. Hank wanted to say something, but the second he looked up, he met Patrick's gaze. "Hank, I know what you are thinking, but this has become more than schemes between women." "Then what about MPatrick threw her onto the bed. Before Gloria could sit up, the bed sank in beside her. She looked up. Patrick was sitting on the edge of the bed, and one of his hands was lifting her left leg. Gloria's face suddenly turned pale. She couldn't help but look toward the door. There were so many people at the door. Did he want to have sex in front of everyone? With such a possibility in mind, Gloria's face turned sullen. She stretched out her leg to kick Patrick. Then, Patrick tightened his grip on her ankle. He turned his head and glanced at her with a warning in his eyes. Gloria's heart skipped a beat. She gritted her teeth and suppressed the urge to kick him. Patrick held her ankle with his slender fingers and slowly lifted her foot. This action made Gloria feel embarrassed. She bit her lower lip, and her face blanched. 'Patrick, if you want to humiliate me, there's nothing I can do!' Gloria was desperate. At thi
"Miss Carter!" Samantha wanted to shove the dress into Gloria's hands. Gloria found the dress revolting, and she waved her hands in the air involuntarily. Then something unexpected happened. While struggling, Gloria pushed Samantha too hard and made her fall to the ground. Everyone quieted down instantly. Gloria opened her mouth and wanted to apologize. She didn't mean to. She just didn't want the dress. She felt bad and asked, "Are you OK?" She walked over and offered her hand, trying to help Samantha up from the ground. Samantha didn't fall hard, but she landed on the ground in an embarrassing way. Two buttons of her shirt fell off, revealing half of her fair bosom. Samantha looked down at her neckline and pulled a long face. "Miss Carter! This is too much!" She screamed and stood up. Unfortunately, she stood up too hastily, so her shirt split further. Everyone was stunned, including Gloria. Samantha, i
"No, not Miss Carter. She is Luna of the Black Thorn Pack," said Patrick. The makeup artist was confused. "What?" "She is my mate." Patrick glanced at the makeup artist. "What do you think you should call her?" The makeup artist's face paled, and sweat immediately appeared on her forehead. Her delicate makeup was ruined by sweat. Damon, who was behind the crowd, suddenly raised his head. He stared blankly at the couple not far from him. In the next moment, he lowered his head, but he no longer concealed the hatred and sadness in his eyes. Before leaving, Patrick turned to Damon and said, "Damon, I hope you haven't forgotten what I told you in the study." As soon as Patrick spoke, Damon's shoulders shook. "You've been around me for a long time. We grew up together and my grandfather treated you like his grandson. He didn't have the heart to let you go to the border. Each member of the Black Thorn Pack is precious. My grandfather aske
Damon's eyes widened. He looked at the phone and couldn't believe that Ellison had just hung up like that. He thought, 'How could Ellison just hang up on me?' Damon grabbed something nearby and smashed it madly and cursed, "Ellison, if you hadn't intervened, my sister Gabrielle wouldn't have died!" He thought, 'And now Ellison wants to push it all away? I will never allow it! Also, if those rogues really come back to Gabbs, it's only a matter of time before Alpha Patrick finds them. What will happen to Gabrielle's reputation once the truth is laid bare?' Damon clenched the phone in his hand, trembling in anger. He took a deep breath to calm himself, and then he called Alex to tell him the whole story in a flustered voice. Alex kept silent for a while. Then he said, "I'll find those rogues. At the same time, I want you to do one more thing for me." "Anything," Damon said without hesitation. Over the phone, Alex g
Sean and Stewart were stunned at the same time, and they looked at each other, thinking the same thing, 'No way! Did Lucas, the notorious playboy of the Sea Moon Pack, fall in love with Gloria?' Such a thought came to their minds almost simultaneously, and they saw the same wonder and confusion in each other's eyes. Lucas' question made Gloria's heart beat fast. For a second, she suspected that she had heard him wrong. The moment Lucas asked Gloria the question, he was shocked as well. He thought, 'Why did I ask her that question?' He had to admit something even if he didn't want to. The question that he blurted out was the one he was curious about the most. Lucas was smart. When he realized what he was thinking, he was determined to accept everything. He tidied up his clothes and then asked Gloria, "You used to fix me something to eat every night. Is there any other reason other than money?" This time, he was not as hasty as earlie
When Derrick took out the cigarette case, he took out a lighter as well. Gloria grabbed both the cigarette and the lighter. Derrick was stunned. "What are you doing?" Gloria dodged him, lit the cigarette, took a puff of smoke, and exhaled a white mist. Then she looked at him and said, "Mr. Fisher, see? What do you really know about me? You don't even know that I smoke, and you just assume that the woman standing in front of you is not a gold digger?" Gloria glanced at the panic-stricken Derrick mockingly, her expression was magnified in the white smoke. Right now, the expression on Gloria's face made her look like a gold digger who despised a poor boy. "Go away," Gloria's eyes turned cold, and she deliberately said with disdain. She flicked the ash off, but her movement was very rusty, and she almost dropped the cigarette butt. Yet at this moment, Derrick's attention was on Gloria's face. Derrick never expected to see such a
Patrick carried Gloria out of the car as she asked. Gloria shouted, "I won't get off! Let me go!" Being on Patrick's shoulder, she grabbed the car door and kept struggling. In a panic, she failed to care whether or not she had kicked Patrick. "Not getting off? You said you wanted to get off, right?" Patrick teased. Gloria choked. Then, she mocked, "Before I was sent to the werewolf prison, didn't you say that I wasn't your mate? You even rejected me!" "That was a mistake. I am correcting it now." Patrick's handsome face looked serious. "Patrick," Gloria smiled, "I am also correcting my mistakes." Patrick's eyes turned cold. He ignored her refusal as if he had not heard her words. Instead, he declared, "From now on, you are my mate, and you'll be the mother of our children, and become the Luna of the Black Thorn Pack." "You should have done this a long time ago." Leo cheered. About Gloria, Leo often had different though
A black Bentley drove on a boulevard and stopped at the iron gate of the villa of the Alpha of the Black Thorn Pack. Patrick got out of the car first and then bent down to carry Gloria out. Gloria looked blank and did not respond to him. Damon came out to welcome Patrick. "Alpha Patrick, you're back." As soon as he finished his words, he saw Gloria in Patrick's arms and wrapped in Patrick's suit jacket. Damon's eyes turned sharp as he could sense Patrick's smell mixed with Gloria's. His lips moved, but in the end, he did not say anything and bent slightly to welcome Patrick back. "Alpha Patrick, I'll help take Miss Carter upstairs." Damon did not want Gloria to stay in Patrick's arms. Patrick took a big step aside to avoid Damon and then continued walking forward. He said coldly, "It's getting late. Beta Damon, go rest." Damon didn't give up and said, "It doesn't matter." "Beta Damon, you don't need to worry about such
"Clarissa..." Albert wept and pleaded, "My mom has cancer, I got fired from my job, and the baby still needs milk. For the sake of our years together, treat me like a beggar and spare me a little help.""If you were truly a beggar, I'd give you some money to send you on your way, but you're not..."A clear voice cut through the air, tinged with exhaustion, coldness, and a hint of ruthlessness. "You're nothing but scum!""Clarissa!""Gag him and get him out of my sight!"At the command, the bodyguards immediately seized Albert and shoved him into the elevator."Humph, this despicable man!"Luana followed the voice and spotted a familiar figure leaning against the bar.The woman had a slender figure, waist-length curly hair, and fair, slender fingers holding a slender cigarette, while her other hand toyed with a wine glass.She tilted her head, staring into the red wine in her glass, as if observing another world from afar
Upon learning of this possibility, Cline simply said, "Thank you," and hung up the phone.He gazed once more in the direction the black luxury car had vanished, now more certain than ever that Dorian had taken his Luana.However, he refused to believe they were husband and wife.Russell arrived with the bodyguards in a hurry, seeing Cline standing in front of the smashed Bugatti.Thinking Cline's car had been in an accident, he quickly approached."Mr. Moriarty, are you alright? Did you take too much sleeping pill and start hallucinating again?"For the past three years, Cline had been plagued by insomnia, clutching two mementos of Luana and struggling to sleep through the night.Russell, worried about his health, had obtained some sleeping pills from Eva.Little did he know, Cline had become addicted to them. Later, Russell found out that the medication could induce hallucinations when taken in excess.It was these hall
Cline's brow twitched, his eyes filled with disdain as he regarded Dorian.He strode quickly to Luana, extending his hand with an unyielding tone, "Come with me."Before Luana could refuse, Dorian swiftly acted, his long arm encircling her shoulder and pulling her tightly into his embrace. A provocative smile played on his lips as he challenged, "On what grounds?"Cline's vision sharpened with pain, witnessing Luana clinging to Dorian, their bodies pressed close. A surge of rage erupted within him."Because I love her!"Cline's voice trembled yet rang out loud and clear, eight years of pent-up emotions bursting forth like a flood breaking its dam.Dorian, noticing the bloodshot eyes and the fervor in Cline's gaze, felt a flicker of realization. He glanced down at Luana in his arms.Her expression was calm, a faint smile curling her lips as if she had just heard an absurd joke, detached and indifferent.Not only did Dorian not l
Dorian rolled his eyes at the scene and impatiently pushed open the car door, stepping out to approach the Bugatti.He bent down and knocked on the window, "Dorothy, get out now."Luana, upon hearing Dorian's voice, froze for a moment before pushing away from Cline, who was still kissing her.Her breathing was slightly labored as she coldly instructed, "Open the door. My husband's here!"Cline's body stiffened. He averted his gaze from Luana and slowly looked at the man outside.Dorian, dressed in a gray suit, was impeccably neat. His handsome face and aristocratic demeanor made him look distinguished and aloof. Cline didn't care about Dorian's appearance, but he was annoyed that Dorian had called her Dorothy, not Luana.Cline swiftly fastened Luana's seatbelt and started the car, speeding out of the parking lot without another word.Dorian watched the Bugatti speed away, a look of frustration crossing his face.He muttered tha
Cline turned on the air conditioning, leaned sideways, and drew closer to Luana.His long, thick lashes lowered as he gazed at the petite Luana, his eyes revealing a longing he had never shown before."Luana..."He uttered her name as if it had taken all his strength.Luana opened her mouth to retort, but Cline suddenly gripped the back of her head with one hand, pressing her into his embrace.He whispered into her ear, "I... miss you so much."For three years, he had thought of her obsessively, to the point of madness, sleeplessness, and even hallucinations from medication.Now that he had found her alive and well, how could he let her go so easily?A flicker of disbelief crossed Luana's previously calm face, followed by a cold sneer in her heart.Would Cline truly miss her? He had never cared before. How could he miss her now?Was it because she was gone, and he couldn't find anyone to replace Runa, that he reme
For the past three years, his heart had felt hollow, a persistent ache that never truly subsided.Now, in this moment of holding Luana close, his restless heart finally found its resting place.To Cline, having someone he longed for still alive was like reclaiming what had been lost.He held Luana tightly, his throat constricting with emotion, unable to utter a word, wishing only to merge her into his very being and feel her presence undeniably.Luana, however, was perplexed by Cline's behavior.It was uncharacteristic of him—cold and distant at their airport encounter, avoiding even a glance, yet now he was uncharacteristically intimate.She wondered if the three years apart had taken a toll on his mental state.Frowning, she struggled to push him away, but Cline easily restrained her wrist with one hand.He spun her around, pinning her against the car door.Before she could speak, Cline captured her lips in a kis
Luana stood outside the door, her fingers unconsciously twisting the hem of her clothes as she contemplated Clarissa's changes over the years.Suddenly, the door creaked open from the inside.Angela, holding a child of about three years old, came into view.The little kid clutched a toy car, its round eyes wide with curiosity as it stared at Luana.Luana's gaze shifted between Angela and the child, a fleeting thought crossing her mind that Angela might be staying with Clarissa and Albert.Suppressing her doubts, she asked, "I'm a friend of Clarissa's. Is she home?"Angela froze, sizing up Luana from head to toe, unable to recognize the elegantly dressed woman with delicate makeup before her.It wasn't until Luana spoke that Angela's pupils contracted sharply, her face draining of color, her lips trembling as she stammered, "Y-y-y-o-u..."Then, as if she had seen a ghost, Angela retreated backward with the child, screaming at th
Dorian had just retrieved his suitcase from the baggage carousel when he spotted Luana approaching.He frowned slightly, his tone laced with displeasure, "Didn't I tell you to wait over there?"Luana rolled her eyes at him. "I was afraid you might grab the wrong luggage."With that, she slipped her phone into her small bag, took the suitcase from Dorian's hand, and began to wheel it away.Dorian, with his long legs, effortlessly kicked another large suitcase toward Luana. "This one's yours too," he said.Luana, though inwardly exasperated, shot a glare at Dorian's retreating figure and pushed both suitcases out of the airport behind him.Once outside, Luana handed the suitcase back to Dorian. "I'm going to meet a friend. Let's part ways here."Dorian tilted his head slightly, regarding her with an expression that seemed to question her intelligence. "You think I came all this way just to see you off?"Luana was speechless again
This meant he was giving her only one chance. If she refused, she would never be able to return home.Luana felt as if a heavy stone had settled in her heart, making it hard to breathe and preventing her from making a decision quickly.Dorian maintained his domineering posture, observing the shifting expressions on her face with a smug confidence, waiting leisurely for her response.Five minutes passed, and Luana took a deep breath before nodding. "Alright, I agree, but it's only a marriage in name."Dorian let out another faint sneer. "What else did you expect?"He picked up the diamond ring, nodded his chin, and gestured for Luana to extend her hand.Reluctantly, she stretched out her hand, and Dorian casually placed the ring on her right ring finger.After slipping the ring onto her finger, Dorian released her hand and looked into her eyes with his deep, dark gaze. "We go to the church tomorrow," he said.With that, he pocketed Dorothy's passport and turned to leave.Luana raised he