"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 askeDamon'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
Patrick's eyes were cold. He carefully observed Damon's reactions and subtle changes in his expressions. Thus, he saw a trace of viciousness flash across Damon's face. He could not turn a blind eye to it and pretended not to notice it. He said, "Damon, you hate Gloria so much, and I can't be at ease. She is my mate and also the Luna of the Black Thorn Pack. She will live here with me in Alpha's villa. I won't give you a chance to hurt her." Although Damon hated Gloria, Patrick was relieved because of Damon's reaction. At least, Patrick could guess that Damon had only told his grandfather secretly that he was investigating the case four years ago. "It's late. You should rest." Patrick threw the cigarette butt to the ground and then walked away. Before he left, he glanced at the river not far from him from the corner of his eye. Just now, Damon didn't reveal the slightest bit of trace that he knew that Patrick's grandfather had framed Gloria
Damon's eyes darkened. He called out to Gloria, "Wait a minute!" He caught up to Gloria in two steps and handed a small paper ball to her. He said fiercely, "I'll give it to you, but I still don't believe in you!" Without saying a word, Gloria opened the paper ball, took out a pill from inside, and stuffed it into her mouth. The pill dissolved bit by bit in her mouth, and its bitter taste spread. She continued to walk forward. As she walked, she said, "I need more of it." Damon was dumbstruck and did not come back to his senses for a long time. He could not believe that Gloria would take the contraceptive pill in front of him. "No problem. I'll prepare more for you." Damon added angrily in his heart, "It would be best if you were unable to get pregnant!' Kevin was attentive to Gloria. Just as Gloria returned to the corridor, she saw Kevin walk over with a thick blanket in his hand. He asked with concern, "Luna, where have you been?"
At dawn, Gloria closed her eyes on purpose and pretended to be asleep. "Wake up, Gloria." Patrick pushed her. Gloria turned over and looked as if she had not slept enough. "Let me sleep a bit more." Patrick laughed. He rarely saw Gloria act cutesy, so he said generously, "Alright. I'll get Kevin to prepare the food. Get up and have breakfast later." "Okay," Gloria muttered. She covered half of her head with the quilt. Patrick's eyes flashed with tenderness. He reached out and rubbed her hair. "Be good." Gloria felt the mattress bounce and then heard the sound of the door closing. She turned over, pulled away the quilt covering her head, and revealed her indifferent eyes. She did not move until she heard the sound of the car downstairs. She got up from the bed and stood by the window, watching coldly as the car drove out of the villa. There was a light knock on the door, as if concerned about waking her up. Glori
Gloria looked at the sky. "Christine, you know that I hate him and am afraid of him. Six years ago, he sent me to the werewolf prison. There were iron bars everywhere. "Not long ago, I woke up in the morning and found myself locked in a space full of iron bars again. He put bars on all the windows. In my opinion, it was no different from my life in prison. "He tried all means to imprison me. He was now so sick that he finally let go. He said that he didn't want to continue the game. He was tired of me and I believed it. But isn't that ridiculous? He lets go only when he's dying. Does this mean that he cares about me? "You are right. When I was at the airport, I kept thinking about how you scolded me. I was running all the time. I didn't just run from him, but from my family as well. "Patrick imprisoned my body. As for me, I imprisoned my heart. "Alright, let's get in. It's a bit cold outside." Gloria felt relaxed after saying that. She stood up.
Gloria picked up the apple from the stable and quietly peeled it. Not long after, the peeled apple was handed to Patrick. The apple emitted a fragrance. Patrick didn't believe what was happening. He didn't dare to take the apple. He didn't know if the apple would disappear the moment he took it. "When will the operation be carried out?" Gloria went straight to the point. She held the peeled apple in her hand. Patrick immediately became alert. He was a little nervous. "Who told you?" "Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" She asked again, ignoring his nagging. "The day after tomorrow." He stared at Gloria. In fact, she was more stubborn than him. If she didn't get an answer, she wouldn't give up. Gloria nodded and stuffed Patrick. "Are you not eating it? I peeled it for you." Patrick felt warm in his heart. He had never shown his weaknesses, but now felt tears well up in his eyes. One could even see that his eyes turned red. He
"Look, you're hesitating." Christine was like an invader. She pursued further and didn't let Gloria go. "I just asked you if you still loved him, but you hesitated. Do you really know yourself? "Gloria, in my opinion, you are running away from him. Three years ago, you tried everything you could to escape. Now, you have made no progress at all. You are still escaping. Will you really be at peace at Waikiki Beach? I will be blunt. If you can only remain calm on Waikiki Beach, it means that you have never been calm." Gloria trembled, and her face paled. "Stop it! Enough!" Christine's words echoed in her mind. She wanted to press the pause button but there was simply none. "Gloria, Waikiki Beach is not a pure land. The peace you think is just your escape," Christine said seriously. Christine should not have said this, but she saw some things that the people in the police station did not see. She saw Gloria's hesitation. During the thre
Outside a VIP ward in the hospital, an unexpected figure appeared. "Let him in." In the ward, Patrick nodded. The door opened, and Ellison walked in. "You're really well-informed," Patrick said coldly, his lips pale. "I have my sources. No matter how well you hide it, you can't guarantee that your subordinates won't give themselves away," Ellison said calmly. Patrick smiled, "You don't have to be in such a hurry even though you covet the Hammond Group. After I die, it will be all yours." "Come on." Ellison sat down on a chair. "If you die, all your assets will be given to her." Although he didn't say who she was, Patrick, who was lying on the bed, had a glint in his eyes. "You know me well." "No." Ellison waved his index finger. "It just so happened that I saw a lawyer walk out of the hospital. That lawyer was hired by you personally to serve you and the Hammond Group." "Did you find me just like that?" Patrick asked.
"Don't move. I just want to look at you," Patrick whispered. Gloria only felt that it was strange. When did he learn to be gentle? When she raised her eyes to look at him, she was seized by his eyes. His eyes were like black holes as if swallowing her up. Intense affection seemed to be about to burst out of his eyes in a second. She had never experienced this before. She had never seen Patrick like this before. Before she ran out of patience, he released her. He took a step back, took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and handed it to her. "Don't you want to leave? I'll let you go." She took the paper and found it was a divorce agreement. As her gaze slid down, Patrick had already signed his name. For a moment, she became even more confused. He had done everything he could to force her to be with him, but now he had taken out the divorce agreement. She didn't understand. Gloria looked at Patrick, her
Half a month had passed. Patrick didn't appear in front of her again. Occasionally, Hank would come back to take a change of clothes and then leave in a hurry. Apart from being confused, the guards in the pack became increasingly serious. Gloria didn't know what had happened. One day, the dark iron gate of Alpha's villa opened again. She saw the familiar Bentley driving in from the second floor from a distance. She looked at the car and fell into a daze. Finally, he came back. She retracted her gaze and did not know how to face him. Just as she was lost in thought, Kevin went to her door and invited her to meet Alpha respectfully. She wanted to ask if she could refuse. However, Kevin turned around and left directly. It was no use delaying. She still went downstairs. Gloria gave a self-mockery chuckle. However, her smile faded quickly. As she got thinner, her face seemed to be sunken. She noticed a
Smoke came out from the gap in the door. Instantly, Hank's expression changed. He shook off Mandy, who was pulling him, took out his key, and opened the door. "Luna Gloria! What is going on?" Before he finished speaking, he choked on the thick smoke and coughed violently. Mandy rushed in. "Gloria, don't scare me! Don't tell me that you want to kill yourself!" Unfortunately, the smoke was too thick, and the flames were everywhere. Hank immediately called the police and tried to rush in. A figure passed him quickly and rushed in. In the blink of an eye, the figure had already rushed into the thick smoke. "Alpha Patrick! You can't go inside! "It's too dangerous!" Hank shouted, but Patrick turned a deaf ear. He looked around the room through the smoke, but Gloria was nowhere to be seen. He immediately rushed to the bedroom door, but the door could not be opened. "Gloria! Open the door! Gloria! Open the
In the ward, Patrick took a chair and sat down. Opposite him was Harry. "She lied to me and came to donate her bone marrow to you." Patrick said, breaking the silence. Harry turned pale and gradually despaired. He said, "I'll go find her! I won't force her to donate her bone marrow!" He stood up and was about to leave. "Gloria was injecting G-CSF. I took her home." Harry calmed down after hearing that. "The donor?" Harry was puzzled. "Your brother." Harry did not know what to say for a moment. "Your brother's match result was a fake. I've known this for a long time. But Gloria doesn't care about it, so I do nothing." Harry wanted to say something. He found that Patrick was so indifferent. Patrick knew the truth, yet he chose to stand aside and watch the farce. "You know Gloria went to the bone marrow bank. Ever since she found out about your condition, she's been asking around to find a suitable donor. I
Patrick paused. The next second, he reached out to cover her eyes and then kissed the back of his hand over them. "You mean a lot to me," he said silently. "Gloria, don't think about running away again. For the rest of your life, you're bound to be with me. You can't get away without my permission." He had already lost his mind. He felt bad for her, yet such a feeling was surpassed by his longing to keep her with him. After everything was over, she said, "I hate you." He closed his eyes. When he opened them, he suppressed the pain in them and said, pretending that he didn't care, "Whatever." He thought, 'You can hate me. Even though you want to hate me, I'm the only one you are going to hate. I don't care about anything else, as long as I'm the only one in your world. You may choose to love me or hate me as you want.' It was just that the moment she said she hated him, he felt his heartache killing him. The day of Harr