Clarissa had already cried herself into a mess by the time she finished reading the letter.
The bank card tucked inside the envelope felt like a heavy iron weight, pressing down on her heart and making it hard for her to breathe.
Luana was so silly, worrying about her being short of money even at the brink of death, but...
"Luana, I don't need your money. I just want you to come back..."
Clarissa clutched the envelope tightly, a wave of longing unlike anything she had ever felt before washing over her, causing her to cry her heart out.
Eventually, Clarissa fell into a deep sleep from sheer exhaustion, even her dreams filled with visions of Luana returning.
Her heart was filled with sorry and a subconscious longing for Luana to come back, which was why she saw her in her dreams.
When she woke up and returned to reality, that feeling of falling into an abyss and the sense of helplessness instantly filled her entire being, suffocating he
  "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
Clarissa had already cried herself into a mess by the time she finished reading the letter.The bank card tucked inside the envelope felt like a heavy iron weight, pressing down on her heart and making it hard for her to breathe.Luana was so silly, worrying about her being short of money even at the brink of death, but..."Luana, I don't need your money. I just want you to come back..."Clarissa clutched the envelope tightly, a wave of longing unlike anything she had ever felt before washing over her, causing her to cry her heart out.Eventually, Clarissa fell into a deep sleep from sheer exhaustion, even her dreams filled with visions of Luana returning.Her heart was filled with sorry and a subconscious longing for Luana to come back, which was why she saw her in her dreams.When she woke up and returned to reality, that feeling of falling into an abyss and the sense of helplessness instantly filled her entire being, suffocating he
He wouldn't let her go without a grave. After spending some more time with her, he would bury her with his own hands.Seeing him like this, Gath didn't insist further. "Take care of yourself. Let me know if you need anything."Calvert nodded, his expression calm. Gath left with some relief.Before leaving, Gath instructed the bodyguard to look after him carefully and ensure nothing happened to him.After Gath left, Calvert took out a clean towel and meticulously wiped the urn.When Clarissa woke up from her coma, she learned from Eva that Calvert had already cremated Luana and cried her heart out once more.Eva held her shoulders, offering silent comfort. She too was too upset to speak about Luana's sudden passing.Luana had originally had two more months, but it wasn't for her that she wouldn't have been beaten by the Moriarty family...Her helplessness had indirectly become one of the reasons for Luana's death...Accom
Gath learned of Luana's passing and rushed over, only to be confronted with this heart-wrenching scene.In his memory, Calvert had always been the epitome of grace and composure, never losing his cool.But now... Gath couldn't find the right words to describe him. He just felt that Calvert seemed possessed."Gath..." he grabbed Gath's hand, his voice trembling as he pleaded, "You're a medical genius. You must have a way to save her, right?"Gath looked into his bloodshot eyes and couldn't help but feel his own eyes welling up. "Calvert, pull yourself together..."Gath didn't even say it was impossible to save her. Instead, he urged him to stay strong, which only emphasized the hopelessness of the situation.Calvert felt utterly drained, collapsing to the ground, his eyes fixated on the tightly shut iron gate with a look of utter despair.As night slowly fell, the crematorium's iron gate creaked open, and a staff member emerged, holdin
Clarissa, who had been crying her heart out, also sensed that Luana was barely holding on, waiting for Cline.She remembered Luana mentioning that Cline's private phone was never turned off and quickly said to Eva, "Luana's phone has his private number. Could someone please get her phone? It's in the paper bag on the bedside table in the ward..."The young nurse guarding the door heard this and immediately turned around and ran into the ward, quickly returning with Luana's phone.Eva took the phone, swiped the unlock button while asking Clarissa, "What's the password?"Clarissa knew the password and quickly told Eva.The phone unlocked swiftly, and Eva quickly scrolled to Cline's number.She noticed that he had been blocked by Luana and immediately removed him from the blacklist, dialing quickly.The phone no longer prompted that it was turned off. It connected...Eva was anxious, muttering under her breath, "Cline, please answ
In her dream, she saw a woman standing in the sunlight, reaching out her hand as if to say, "Luana, Mommy's here to take you."She thought it might be her mother, the same one who had left her in the sunlight with such reluctance and helplessness...Or perhaps it wasn't her mother at all. Maybe it was just her deep longing for a mother that conjured up this image in her dream.After all, she had never experienced the love of a mother or a father in her life.She had come into this world alone and was destined to leave it the same way, which was, in the end, a bit regrettable...Seeing her bitter smile, Calvert felt as if a thorn had pierced his heart, causing him pain all over.This pain made him involuntarily lean down and hold her tightly, not daring to let go for a moment...Luana weakly patted his back, "Albion, don't be sad..."Calvert, like a child, buried his head in the crook of her neck, cold tears silently dripping on
Calvert sat by the bedside, motionless, staring at her pale face.Only after she had completely fallen asleep did he take out his phone and call Gath.Gath, who was at that moment talking with Eva in the dean's office, was taken aback for a moment upon seeing Calvert's call.After Calvert had last messaged him for an explanation, he had been ignored, so this initiative to contact him now made Gath somewhat pleased.He immediately released Eva, swiped the unlock button on his phone, and answered the call, "Hello, Calvert, what can I do for you?"Calvert's voice was deep as he asked, "Can you treat heart failure?"Upon hearing this, Gath knew exactly who he was referring to. "Is there a suitable heart donor available?"A wave of helplessness surged through Calvert, and he unclenched his tightly held fists. "No..."Gath pondered for a moment before responding earnestly, "Calvert, without a suitable donor, even God couldn't save he
Clarissa, recalling Luana's plea not to blame Calvert, said nothing more and simply stepped around him to get some water, ignoring him completely.Calvert stood at the ward door, gazing at the frail and weak figure on the hospital bed, his vision gradually blurring with tears.He struggled to steady his trembling body, clenched his fists tightly, and with heavy steps, he walked slowly to the bedside.Blind Luana sensed someone approaching and thought Clarissa had returned, so she reached out to grab her clothes."Clarissa..."Before her hand could make contact, it was grasped by a broad and slender hand.The hand that held hers trembled slightly, as if it had a thousand words to say but couldn't utter a single one, so it just held on tightly.Luana realized it was a man's hand and thought of Cline's stern and handsome face, but she didn't think it could be him.She tentatively called out, "Albion..."Calvert hadn't expec
Tears rolled down Clarissa's cheeks, dripping onto Luana's hand and making her body stiffen.Luana tried to raise her other hand to wipe Clarissa's tears, but after feeling around for a while without success, her wrist was grabbed by Clarissa instead."Luana, are you... blind now?"Clarissa held Luana's hand, her face full of shock as she stared intently into Luana's eyes.This time, Luana didn't hide it from Clarissa and nodded calmly, "Probably triggered some other conditions..."She had experienced blurred vision during her dizziness before, but she hadn't expected to wake up completely blind this time.Seeing her like this, Clarissa broke down and cried again.She threw herself onto the hospital bed, hugged Luana tightly, and wept her heart out.Luana no longer tried to console her not to cry. Instead, she reached out to hug her back, gently patting her back and whispering, "I'm okay..."If she couldn't see, then so
After returning to the hospital, Clarissa encountered Albert at the triage desk on the first floor, where he was handling discharge procedures.Seeing her, he was somewhat surprised and asked why she had come. Clarissa pursed her lips and didn't respond.Albert, feeling uneasy under her penetrating gaze, which seemed to see through him, instinctively averted his eyes."Honey..." he called out tentatively, then asked guiltily, "The doctor said Angela's pregnancy is unstable, and it would be best for her to stay near the hospital until the baby is born. Since our place is close to the hospital, how about she stays with us for a while?""With a pregnancy so unstable, it's no wonder she's acting out," Clarissa thought, resisting the urge to retort.She had a flaw—having grown up without much love, she was easily swayed by affection.But she also had a strength—she could quickly dismiss anyone or anything that betrayed her.She