Although they were prepared, Gloria and Christine were scared and closed their eyes subconsciously.
Time seemed to have stopped. Gloria didn't feel pain. She felt something warm dripping on her face, and she opened her eyes in confusion. The next second, her eyes widened in horror. "The dagger is made of silver. Don't you feel pain?" Gloria stared blankly at the hand that blocked Damon's dagger. Patrick's blood was dripping on her face. Patrick's face was ashen. He pursed his lips tightly and stared at Gloria for a long time. Only when he confirmed that she was safe did he feel his heart beating again. Patrick suppressed Leo, who was about to go berserk. He turned around and glared at Damon, whose face was pale. Before he could say anything, Damon had fallen to the ground. Damon's lips were bloodless. He said in a low voice, "I want to avenge Gabrielle! Gabrielle died because of her. Why is Gloria still alive?" Damon's voiceChristine suddenly realized something. She stretched her arms slowly and hugged Gloria. She said reluctantly, "Have you made up your mind?" "Yes. And I'm sorry," Gloria said with guilt. "You don't have to say sorry. You have figured out what really happened back then, and there is no more misunderstanding between you and Alpha Patrick. But, why do you still want to leave?" Christine was puzzled. Gloria shook her head and smiled bitterly. "The grudge between me and him will always be there. Since he rejected me and sent me into the werewolf prison mercilessly, we could no longer make up again." "But the misunderstanding has been resolved!" Christine emphasized again. "Women are foolish sometimes. I also want to fool myself, but I can't do it. Every day and night, the wounds on my body are constantly aching. They remind me of what happened in the past. I can't deceive myself that everything is over." Gloria's tone was sad but firm. 'Moreover
Ellison and Patrick were exhausted from fighting. They lay on the ground, panting heavily with wounds on their bodies. When Leonard arrived with a group of people, he saw Ellison and Patrick fighting back and forth. Ellison's subordinates stood aside and did not make a move. Leonard understood that it was a one-on-one battle between Ellison and Patrick, and their subordinates didn't need to participate in it. Thus, Leonard confronted Ellison's subordinates. They were all elites among the guards of the pack. Although they did not make a move, the atmosphere between them was tense. Though Ellison and Patrick were exhausted and fell to the ground, no one went up to help them. After a while, Ellison's phone rang. He took it out and pressed the answer button. He listened to it and then put on a satisfied smile. Ellison got up from the ground, and his footsteps were a little unsteady. He looked down at Patrick, who was still lying on the
Leonard was efficient. The Black Thorn Pack had been in Gabbs for so many years and was well connected. Ten minutes later, Leonard replied, "Alpha Patrick, forty minutes ago, the car left Gabbs." "I was right..." Patrick closed his eyes and clenched his fists. He said inwardly, 'I was right that she was only pretending to obey me." He punched the table angrily. The sharp part of the broken table cut his hand, and his blood dripped down on the table. Patrick regretted it very much. He couldn't blame Gloria's excellent acting skills. It was all because he had deceived himself. He didn't forget that Gloria wanted to kill him that night! He thought that he could keep her if they had a child together. It turned out that Gloria had never given up on the idea of running away. Patrick suddenly opened his eyes, which were filled with desperate determination. He roared, "Go after her!" He wouldn't let her run. He would rather die in he
The taxi driver was easygoing, and Gloria chatted happily with him on the way. Gloria suddenly realized that she only tried to escape, but she didn't know what she would do after she arrived in Hawaii. 'I've got plenty of time to think about it,' Gloria said to herself. She was glad that she had sold the box of jewelry for a large sum of money. "This is my first time in Hawaii, and I want to live in a quiet hotel. Do you have any suggestions?" Gloria asked. "A quiet hotel? Why? Most people would choose busy places, yet you want a remote one. I live by the seaside. Last year, I remodeled my house into a family hotel. If you haven't booked one yet, you can stay at mine if you want." The driver said enthusiastically. Time passed slowly, and they approached the beach. "Can you open the window?" Gloria said anxiously. As the window rolled down, she reached out her fingers, and the cool wind touched her fingertips. It was the feeling of f
"Would Grandfather do something that doesn't benefit him?" Patrick sneered. "I didn't get it at first. But do you know what he said yesterday in the hospital? He said that he told me when I was a child that, one day, if there would be a woman who could affect my mood, then he would not hesitate to destroy her." After finishing speaking, Patrick clenched his fists. Only he knew that he was about to go crazy from anger right now! "That is why he hurt Gloria! It turned out that even he could tell how much influence Gloria had on me, yet I had no idea. What a fool I was! What's more, I was stupid enough to throw her into werewolf prison, putting her through all that she didn't deserve!" Patrick clenched his fists, suppressing his anger. "Really? Just because of that?" Ellison couldn't believe his ears. He thought, 'For that reason, he nearly destroyed an entire Alpha bloodline?' Patrick glanced at Ellison mockingly and said sarcastically, "Of course, he wou
"Tell me the whole story of that day again." Patrick's expression was so calm that no one could tell what he was thinking. Christine tried hard to remain calm. Clear-minded, she repeated everything that happened that day in detail. Her description was not exactly perfect, but it made her words more believable. Patrick did not say anything, because none of Christine's words made her suspicious. Besides, there was no point for her to bear the consequences of revealing something that had nothing to do with her. Patrick did not know Christine well enough. At least, he did not know who Christine was many years ago. The Christine he knew was loyal, selfish, and indifferent. That was why she could manage to look coldly at those men and women who indulged themselves in sensual pleasures in Fittro Club during those countless nights. Patrick believed that a person like Christine would not hide anything from him for something that did not benefit her at all
Patrick ignored Derrick and said to Kevin, "Kevin, see him out." Derrick was pale. He looked down at the ground and walked out under Kevin's gaze. Just as Derrick was about to vanish from Patrick's sight, the latter, who was on the stairs behind him, said, "Derrick, there's something you don't understand. It's because she's my mate, not yours, that you and I choose differently." After saying that, Patrick no longer bothered to talk to Derrick. He turned around and walked up the stairs. Derrick's body shook. He was still in a trance until he got into the driver's seat. He thought back to Patrick's words. Patrick said that they were different, which was the reason why they chose differently. Derrick closed his eyes, and suddenly, a line of tears ran from the corners of his eyes. He thought, 'Gloria, is that so? So, the whole story is about Patrick and Gloria. I am never part of it. Right?' He opened his eyes, looked at the wine in his
At the same time, in the Black Thorn Pack in Gabbs, Sean opened the door and smelt wine. He glanced at Patrick, who was sitting on the ground, and said, "Who said he wouldn't drown his sorrows?" Patrick, who was on the ground, didn't care at all. Holding the bottle, he poured the wine into his mouth, surrounded by bottles of different sizes. "Say something!" Sean looked at the drunk Patrick with inexplicable sadness and anger deep in his heart. Finally, Sean could not stand it anymore. He grabbed Patrick by the collar and shouted at Patrick, "Wake up! You said you would find her as long as you lived, right? And look at you now!" Sean thought, 'I didn't buy it when Beta Kevin called me. In the past three years, even in the worst of his sorrows, Patrick has never drowned his sorrows in alcohol. Patrick once told me that he didn't even have enough time to look for Gloria. How would he waste time drinking his sorrows away?' "Patrick, ge
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