It turned out that half a year ago, the Coburn family had intended to ally with the Moriarty family through marriage.
The marriage candidate was Cline's cousin, who was also Gehrmann's sister, named Melissa Moriarty.
Melissa was currently studying in Italy and would return to the States to get engaged with Calvert after graduation.
Previously, she had deliberately blocked all news related to Calvert, so she was completely unaware of this.
Now, seeing this information, she didn't feel much of an emotional stir.
She and Albion could never go back to the past, and it didn't matter to her who Calvert married.
Luana put down her phone, took some medication for her heart failure as usual, and then set the alarm volume to the maximum before falling into a deep sleep.
The alarm rang for a long time before Luana faintly heard it and slowly regained consciousness.
She reached for her phone and saw that it was nine in the morning. It wasn
"This is Black Thorn Pack's territory. Any uninvited werewolf would be considered an intruder! You should leave!" Two werewolf guards, tall and robust, said to a woman standing at the pack's border. "I'm Gloria, from the Silver Spring Pack. I need to speak to Alpha Patrick. Please let me in." The blonde woman pleaded. She looked exceptionally delicate compared with the guards. "We don't know who you are. Leave, now!" said the guards as they had a quick look at each other. "It's about Gabrielle's death. I've got something important to tell Alpha Patrick. Please, I need to see him," Gloria begged. "Shut up! You don't get to say her name!" A sullen voice cut in from behind the guards. "Beta Damon!" The guards turned to the man and bowed their heads. Damon was the Beta of the Black Thorn Pack. "Damon, please hear me out. I have nothing to do with Gabrielle's death!" Gloria explained anxiously. With a scowl, Damon glanced at her resentfully. "Seize her. The woman
Patrick closed the door after he said so. He threw out the handkerchief he had just used before he closed the door. It fell in front of Gloria, soaking in the rain. Gloria picked it up and gripped it in her hand. The car started and drove into Alpha's villa at the Black Thorn Pack. Then, the iron gates of the villa shut in front of Gloria. Gloria's face drained of color as she stared at the shuttered gates. Gloria was in agony since her mate had just rejected her. The remaining Alpha aura still lingered, suffocating her. Patrick was her mate. However, she could feel the hatred from his aura and he would prefer Gloria to die instead of Gabrielle. Gloria's wolf screamed in her head, "We need Patrick. Go beg him, and let go of your pride. Damn you, Gloria, go beg for his forgiveness!" After a while, Gloria looked up again. She walked toward the square, determined. She stood in the middle of the square, ignoring the cold rain. She pressed her lips together stubbo
Patrick shook the wine glass in his hand. At Damon's words, he withdrew his gaze from Gloria. He gave another command, "Inform the Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack that he must choose between Gloria and his pack. If he wants his pack intact, then Gloria must leave." "Yes." "Then, tell the werewolf university to cancel Gloria's degree. So, she can't get a decent job in human society. She'll be employed with a high school diploma." "Yes." "And," Patrick said coldly, "Send her to the werewolf prison." Damon was shocked at his words. He raised his head and said, "Alpha Patrick?" "She killed our people, so I'll send her to the werewolf prison for three years. Beta Damon, do you not agree with me?" Patrick decided to send Gloria to prison for three years. Though the evidence at this point was not enough to prove Gloria guilty, Patrick believed that she was the one who killed Gabrielle. "No, Alpha Patrick, you did the right thing. Thank you." Damon's eyes suddenly turned
Patrick walked away after he finished his words. He was taking revenge on Gloria. Gloria looked pale, and she could not utter a word. Soon, the werewolf guard took her away and locked her up in the prison underground. Prison life was not easy. On the first night, Gloria was pulled up while she was asleep. "What do you want?" Gloria looked warily at the werewolves who surrounded her with malicious smiles. Gloria said in horror, "Don't get any closer, or I'll call the guards." The werewolves were not scared at all. They looked at each other and laughed. Their leader pointed at Gloria's face and said, "What did you say? Call the guards? Did I hear you right? You want to call the guards?" As she spoke, she slapped Gloria's face and roared, "Go ahead and call the guards!" Gloria lost her balance, and her ears buzzed. She pressed her hand against the wall and managed to get up. Then, she made a sudden move. She slapped the leader. For a moment, there was silence in t
Three years later, a skinny woman tottered on the street with a ragged plastic bag in her hand. She kept a few dollars and her identification card in that bag. She was pale and bruised. She also has a three-centimeter scar on her face. Three years, and everything had changed. Gloria's lips curled slightly. Yeah, after three years, things changed. It was not just about the world outside the werewolf prison. She had changed too. Where could she go? She didn't belong to any pack and lost her identity in human society. As a rogue, she was too weak to survive among other rogues. Then, a job advertisement from a shop nearby caught her eye. She stood before the job advertisement. She looked at it for a while, and her eyes finally fixed on the words "Cleaners wanted" and "Accommodation and lunch provided". Gloria gritted her teeth and walked into the club named Fittro. As soon as she entered, she shivered. The cold air from the central air conditioner made her tremble. "N
The oppression from the man's Alpha aura was strong, which made Gloria feel a little uneasy. The man noticed Gloria's gaze toward him, and he kissed the woman in his arms even more passionately. His golden eyes seemed brighter than stars, and his playful gaze rested on Gloria. Gloria quickly lowered her head. She stepped forward and turned to leave the elevator. "Stop!" Gloria heard the voice coming from behind. She did not want to cause trouble, especially not to bother the powerful Alpha and his human companion. She couldn't guess what the werewolf was here for. Gloria thought for a second and slightly bowed to the man. She said in a respectful tone, "Please forgive me, sir. I'm just a cleaner here and was on my way to clean the private room. I didn't mean to disturb you, and I hope you will forgive me." Gloria's voice was rough and hoarse, yet the man was not surprised. He looked at Gloria curiously and asked, "A cleaner? So young?" Gloria nodded and did not spe
Gloria arrived in the private room. She felt the air was strange in the room as she entered. In the dim light, a few guests sat on the sofa with several call girls. Only Lillian stood in the middle of the room. When Lillian saw Gloria, she immediately shouted, "Gloria, help me!" The guests sitting on the sofa suddenly focused on Gloria, who became nervous in an instant. Some of the guests were werewolves. Gloria was startled, and her body tensed up for a moment. "I'm here to clean." As she spoke, her unpleasant voice was exposed. With that hoarse voice, the guests lost interest in her and turned back to Lillian. Gloria had been working at Fittro Club for a few months, and she knew how to keep her job. So, she learned not to poke into other people's business. Therefore, she ignored Lillian's pleading look toward her. Gloria was just a cleaner and could barely support herself. How could she help others? Moreover, Lillian was only a human and she had parents to
Gloria raised her head. She looked at the powerful man sitting on the sofa... What did he just say? He was her mate. Years ago, she didn't accept his rejection. Therefore, she was still his mate. How could he ask her to kiss another man? Gloria stared at Patrick and her eyes were filled with desperation. Patrick enjoyed the look in Gloria's eyes and believed that she would reject his request. Any woman would choose to drink rather than kiss a strange man. "Can you ask me to do something else?" Gloria begged. Patrick sneered, "You don't get to negotiate with me." Gloria crawled on the ground. She reached out her hand to touch the ugly scar on the left side of her waist. That was the only time she shifted at the werewolf prison because she couldn't bear the torment anymore. Then, other werewolves also shifted and bit her on her waist. Later, they treated her wound with wolf poison. After Gloria turned back to her human form, she became very weak and her wounds wouldn
It turned out that half a year ago, the Coburn family had intended to ally with the Moriarty family through marriage.The marriage candidate was Cline's cousin, who was also Gehrmann's sister, named Melissa Moriarty.Melissa was currently studying in Italy and would return to the States to get engaged with Calvert after graduation.Previously, she had deliberately blocked all news related to Calvert, so she was completely unaware of this.Now, seeing this information, she didn't feel much of an emotional stir.She and Albion could never go back to the past, and it didn't matter to her who Calvert married.Luana put down her phone, took some medication for her heart failure as usual, and then set the alarm volume to the maximum before falling into a deep sleep.The alarm rang for a long time before Luana faintly heard it and slowly regained consciousness.She reached for her phone and saw that it was nine in the morning. It wasn
Luana felt as if she had been struck by lightning, rooted to the spot in shock. Cline knew about Albion?"You've called out this name in your sleep, many, many times," he said as if he had long harbored resentment towards this name.He had investigated this person before, but it was as if Albion had been deliberately erased by some mysterious force, leaving no trace to be found, so he had stopped pursuing it.But now, he was suddenly extremely curious about who Albion was, someone she couldn't forget even in her dreams.Luana never expected that she would call out Albion's name in her sleep.Her thoughts immediately drifted back to when she first signed the lover's agreement. At that time, after their sex, Cline would still stay with her until she fell asleep.But it didn't last long. He stopped doing that.She had naively thought it was because Cline despised her.It was only now that she realized it was because she had called
His tone seemed to blame her, but his actions became increasingly distant.Luana understood in her heart that he despised her, but she didn't understand why he was acting this way.Perhaps it was the alcohol affecting his mind, causing him to act impulsively and get close to her.She couldn't figure it out and didn't want to waste her energy trying to understand, so she just replied, "Mr. Moriarty, we've broken up. Isn't it normal for me to act this way?"He blamed her, but it was he who had discarded her like a worn-out shoe. Why should he expect her to remain faithful to him?Upon hearing this, Cline's body became even more rigid, and the cold aura around him intensified. Luana felt the chill to the bone and couldn't stop shivering.She instinctively shrank back, not daring to lift her eyelids, fearing that she might provoke his anger and suffer a beating.When a man reaches the peak of disgust and disdain for you, he often shows no
Luana lowered her eyelashes, avoiding his piercing gaze, and whispered, "I did."Cline's expression momentarily froze, his almond-shaped eyes seeming to ice over, radiating a chilling coldness."Why?" he asked."Because he's handsome and wealthy, perfectly fitting my criteria for marrying into wealth," Luana replied.Cline sneered, "You used the same excuse with me before."Luana looked puzzled and asked blankly, "What?"Cline said, "I've investigated you and Travis. He never touched you. Why did you lie to me?"He had investigated her behind her back?Luana's eyes widened in disbelief.She raised her head and looked straight into his eyes, noticing a mix of complex emotions swirling in his gaze.He... seemed to be waiting for an explanation from her.But she had indeed slept with someone.Although not Calvert, she knew her body was no longer his.Continuing to entangle with him wouldn't chang
The car window slowly lowered, revealing a profile so exquisitely chiseled that it was breathtaking.When Luana recognized the owner of that profile, her heart skipped a beat.She wasn't sure if Cline had come for her, so she didn't dare to linger, reaching for the car door to quickly get inside.However, a cold male voice came from behind, "Get in the car."Luana froze on the spot.She wondered, hadn't he told her never to appear in front of him again?Why was he asking her to get in the car now?Luana looked at the man in the car, whose cold and indifferent eyes were staring at her as if he would strangle her on the spot if she didn't obey.After a brief internal struggle, Luana eventually walked towards the Ferrari.She intended to sit in the back seat, but the door was locked tight and couldn't be opened, with only the passenger door wide open.The intention was clear. He wanted her to sit in the passenger sea
Luana did not respond, simply reaching for her water glass and taking a quiet sip.Seeing her silence, Calvert became even more convinced that she was referring to him.In fact, a hint of doubt was quietly rising in his heart, questioning whether the information he had investigated before was incorrect.After all, he couldn't remember her at all.However, seeing her so vulnerable and helpless last night, he couldn't help but feel worried and even a bit sad.That heart-wrenching feeling was so real that it made him start to ponder whether what she had said before might be true.After hesitating for a moment, he mustered the courage to ask, "Miss Hammond, you once said you were my girlfriend. Is that really true?""No, I lied to you," Luana replied without even lifting her eyelids, flatly denying it.Hearing this answer, Calvert felt a slight sinking in his heart, a sense of loss welling up. He continued, "Then why did you lie to
Just the sight of Cline made Luana's heart race with anxiety, and she dared not even lift her head, her small frame instinctively hiding behind Calvert.This act of hiding only served to enrage further Cline, his gaze towards her becoming even colder.Calvert, however, failed to notice the tension between them and politely extended his hand, greeting, "Mr. Moriarty."Cline barely glanced at the hand extended towards him and coldly remarked, "I have a phobia of germs."His demeanor was the epitome of arrogance and disrespect.Fortunately, Calvert had always been extremely composed and did not feel embarrassed by this. He retracted his hand and responded with a smile, "No problem."Ignoring Calvert's response, Cline's icy eyes turned directly towards Luana, who was hiding behind him."Luana is here too?" he said.Having been called out, Luana could no longer continue to hide.She reluctantly stepped out from behind Calvert
Luana checked the time and realized she had slept until late afternoon, around four or five o'clock.The countless missed calls on her phone screen hadn't managed to wake her up from her deep slumber.She really could sleep through anything. As she thought this, she swiped to unlock her phone, wondering who had been calling so persistently.To her surprise, she found hundreds of missed calls, all from Mr. Night.He had not only been calling her non-stop throughout the night and day but had also sent countless messages to her.She had slept so soundly that she hadn't heard a single ring or notification.Luana didn't rush to call him back but instead opened WhatsApp to see what he had written.At first, Mr. Night had asked, "Where are you? Send me your location."Gradually, his messages became more suspicious. "Are you with another man?"Eventually, his tone turned aggressive. "If you dare be with another man, I'll kill yo
Luana was completely unaware of the rumors about her and Calvert that were spreading among the wealthy young men.Initially, she had planned to rest for a while and leave once the dizziness subsided.However, she unknowingly fell into a deep sleep without any warning.Calvert, noticing her lack of movement for a long time, thought she might have slipped into a coma and gently nudged her.When he realized she was merely asleep, he breathed a sigh of relief.He stood by the bed, frowning as he watched her for a moment, then gently tucked the blanket around her.After turning off the light, he left the room.Exiting the presidential suite, Calvert asked his assistant Stanley, who was waiting outside, in a stern voice, "Do I really have no past with her?"Stanley, with an unchanging expression, replied calmly, "Yes, didn't Mr. Coburn take you to the orphanage to verify with the director a few years ago?"Recalling the past,