"Alpha Mike, I didn't think that you would fall for a woman at the club. Before that, I thought you were not into women!" Mike's friend said with a smile. His words made others laugh, ignoring the humans among the waitresses in the room. Many customers in Fittro Club were werewolves. Although not every employee knew well about werewolves, they would get used to it as long as they worked in Fittro Club for a while. The werewolves didn't need to worry about their identity being revealed and attracting the hunter's attention. Gabbs was adjacent to the forest, so it was easy for them to hide. Moreover, the werewolves of Gabbs all had a legal identity in human society. The hunters would be in trouble if they killed them. Mike didn't care about the ridicule of others. He pulled Gloria and left room 2. He opened another door and pushed her into the room. "Mike, why did you bring me here?" Gloria asked doubtfully. This was room 6, an
Gloria subconsciously reached out her hand and held Mike in the way her brother hugged her when she was young. Mike froze and heard a gentle voice. "She would be happy if she knew you loved her." Gloria was about to leave. Suddenly... Mike held her tightly and whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry, Melissa. I love you, Melissa." Gloria realized that she and the woman he loved both had a scar on the forehead and said the same thing to him. Therefore, Mike thought of her as the woman he loved. Gloria wanted to comfort Mike, but then a familiar cold voice came from outside. "Mike, let her go." When she looked at the door, her face turned pale. Mike squinted at the person standing in the doorway. "Patrick." Patrick stood elegantly there and took a glance at Gloria. "Come here." Gloria was frightened and got cold feet. Patrick's deterring aura terrified her. Patrick narrowed his eyes and his voice was ice-cold. "Wh
After a while, the elevator opened. Patrick was not surprised that Sean dragged another guy with him. "Come in." Patrick glanced at the two of them and didn't stop Stewart. "Where's the woman?" Stewart looked around with eager eyes. "This is Fittro Club, and there are plenty of women downstairs. If you want a woman, tell Christine and ask her to bring you one." Patrick said unhurriedly. Sean cast a glance at Stewart as if he was saying, "Are you an idiot?" "Patrick, this wasn't the woman you were talking about, right?" Stewart and Sean followed Patrick to the bedroom and saw a woman lying on the bed. They took a closer look and thought, 'Isn't she Gloria who was sent to prison by Patrick?' Sean's expression had a subtle change, but he didn't say anything so bluntly as Stewart did. Though he was as surprised as Stewart. "Check on her. See if she is alright," Patrick ordered. Sean was b
Gloria was frightened by Patrick. She didn't know how Patrick knew about Mica. Mica was her secret that she didn't want to share with anyone. However, in Patrick's eyes, Gloria's anxious expression had a different meaning. For some reason, he was getting madder and he was losing it. "Gloria, watch yourself and remember who you are!" Color drained from Gloria's face. Compared with all the insults she heard through the years, Patrick's words were more suffocating. She lowered her eyes silently, then she closed her eyes, and shut herself off from the outside world. "Mr. Hammond, I'm sorry." Gloria spoke slowly, "Mr. Hammond, I'll never forget that I am nothing but a rogue." She did not need his pity or his understanding. Though she also did not know what she had done wrong. "Mr. Hammond, if I did anything wrong, you can punish me however you want. My only wish is to leave Fittro Club alive one day." Slowly, she pus
Christine didn't understand why she was so concerned about Gloria, a girl who had nothing. In fact, she knew the reason, but she didn't want to admit it. Gloria reminded Christine of her youth. Perhaps, this was her way to comfort the younger Christine before. "There's no need. I'll eat at the cafeteria in the club." Christine shook her head. Everyone thought Gloria was humble and self-abandoned, but they failed to see Gloria's pride under her humble disguise. "You must have been a confident person before, right?" Christine asked. Gloria trembled. She kept silent for a long time and then said, "Before? It felt like a lifetime ago." "Wait a minute. This is for you." Christine handed a check to Gloria. "Mr. Wyatt asked me to give it to you." "That's a lot of money." The number on the check shocked Gloria. Christine smiled bitterly. "I was shocked too. Gloria, what did you do to make Mr. Wyatt so generous to you?"
Derrick slowly turned his head and looked away in the direction Gloria had gone. His gaze fell on Lillian. Derrick didn't need to use his abilities as a werewolf. He could read Lillian's thoughts from her expression. He could see a trace of discontent in Lillian's eyes about Gloria. He thought that Lillian was just like most of the women he met, arrogant and ignorant. In fact, Lillian looked young and energetic. She had beautiful long brown hair and fair skin. But she was far less attractive than the woman named Gloria. Derrick kissed Gloria twice, and he grew more passionate as he kissed her again. However, the two kisses were both interrupted, which made him a little unhappy. However, Derrick was different from Patrick. He tended to hide his emotions, so, Lillian wouldn't know he was displeased. He glanced at Lillian. The smile on Derrick's face was still there. He asked, "Your name is Lillian?" Lillian
In the evening, when it was time to get off work, it began to drizzle in Gabbs. Gloria was slowly walking in the rain. Gloria arrived at a convenience store near Fittro Club. "Miss, a total of six dollars and forty cents," the attendant said as she looked at the umbrella Gloria placed on the counter. Gloria glanced at the umbrella. This was the cheapest one in this store. She then checked her purse. She could afford it, but she hesitated. "Thank you. The rain is not heavy. I guess I don't need this umbrella." Walking out of the convenience store, Gloria wrapped herself in her clothes tightly. She lowered her head and continued to walk forward. The rain was not heavy. However, every time it rained, the wound on her waist would cause more pain. However, as she reached the dormitory, the rain grew heavier. Gloria was drenched. She stumbled and finally arrived at the door of her dormitory. She put the key into the keyhole
Lillian's impatient voice interrupted Gloria's thoughts. She said angrily, "Gloria, I said that I accidentally locked the door. I didn't mean it. What do you want?" Lillian thought that Gloria was accusing her. Lillian had been angry with her ever since she saw Gloria and Derrick kissing in the stairwell. She had explained the reason to Gloria. She thought that Gloria should be grateful and not pretend to be weak. Looking at Gloria's pale face, Lillian remembered that Derrick helped Gloria out when she was bullied by Patrick at Fittro Club. She couldn't understand why Derrick paid special attention to Gloria. The more Lillian thought about it, the more unhappy she felt. In Lillian's eyes, Gloria could not be compared to her at all. Lillian was prettier, sweeter, and better educated. However, Derrick treated Gloria so differently. Lillian thought, 'Gloria must have slept with Derrick, that would be the only expla