Gloria took a sip of whiskey and started coughing. She coughed so hard that she spat most of the whiskey out.
"Hey, Miss Carter, the wine is very expensive. Don't waste it," Warren said sarcastically. Those around them continued to jeer, "Drink! Drink up now!" Someone mocked coldly, "Miss Carter doesn't like it. Lanny, you should give her better whiskey." When one was cornered, everyone would love to rub salt into the wound. Why did they hate her so much? Gloria didn't know. Suddenly, someone punched the door, and everyone turned toward it. Then, he punched again, and the door was opened. A tall figure appeared. "Who the hell is that?" Warren complained. In the next second, he saw the person at the door and gasped. It was Patrick, the Alpha of the Black Thorn Pack. Patrick ignored the others in the room. He looked around the room with his sharp eyes and saw Gloria. Patrick panicked as he saw the boPatrick glanced at his watch. Then he looked at Gloria and said, "It's a quarter past ten now. You have less than two hours to transfer the money to the card." Gloria suddenly realized what Patrick meant. He didn't want the cash or the check. He wanted a million dollars on that card. "You can't do this to me!" she said. "Yes, I can." Patrick was suddenly in a good mood. His lips curled up. Gloria shouted, "You bastard!" She thought, 'He is so unreasonable! He is playing a word game with me!' "Let me down!" Gloria shouted in panic. "Christine, go to the bank. Take me to the bank!" Patrick pinched Gloria's chin and leaned over. His cold gaze fell on Gloria's face. He said in a low voice, "The hospital, or the bank? Gloria, I'm giving you a choice." He was so close to Gloria that she could see the fine hair on his face. "The bank," she said stubbornly. Patrick reminded her, "Do you want to die?" "I want to g
Looking at Gloria, Patrick asked, "Why did you tear up the check?" "It was just a piece of paper." Gloria's voice was calm. She didn't seem to have any emotion. Gloria's despair was hidden under her calm appearance. She gave up everything, including her dignity, in exchange for the check. However, she failed to redeem her freedom. At this precise moment, she felt despair. She was exhausted. Christine drove quickly to Black Thorn Pack's hospital. Sean was already waiting for them there. He quickly gave Gloria a checkup. "You're lucky," Sean said. "But you won't get so lucky next time. You don't have a wolf anymore, and you suffer from wolf poison from before. Don't you know that you can't drink?" Sean then left the ward and went to the corridor. Patrick was smoking there. Sean walked up to Patrick and asked, "What happened this time?" Patrick didn't answer. He just lowered his head and smoked. Sean was used to su
Gloria said to herself, "Don't bother. Don't try to make him believe you." However, looking at Patrick's calm face, she found it unbearable. She was tortured and he was the reason for her misery. Why should he look so relaxed? She said in a mocking tone, "Do you think Gabrielle was innocent? Do you think she was so perfect? Let me tell you something. She deserved it! She deserved to die!" Patrick suddenly raised a hand and swung it down at her face. Gloria's expression changed, and she subconsciously closed her eyes. She didn't feel the pain she expected. Instead, Patrick punched the wall. "Gloria, you may become humble or miserable, yet you are still Gloria to me. However, she is dead already. Why are you still insulting her? You make me sick!" Patrick couldn't have been more disappointed. He slammed the door and left. Gloria quietly watched Patrick leave. A few minutes later, she let out a hoarse scream uncontrollably. She threw e
Christine did not need Gloria to tell her about her past. She already figured out from the recent events that Gloria and Patrick had a history. Although Christine joined the Black Thorn Pack only two years ago, she had heard of Gabrielle's name repeatedly. She heard that Gabrielle was Damon's younger sister, the woman that Patrick fell for. Patrick rejected his mate Gloria for Gabrielle. However, one day, Gabrielle was killed by rogues, which not only infuriated Patrick, but also depressed Damon. Christine never got it. The Black Thorn Pack's Gamma did a good job protecting the pack, and the pack was safe. How could Gabrielle end up killed by rogues? She understood today, but she did not believe it. Because she knew Gloria. Gloria was a proud person and would never do such a thing. Christine raised her hand and stroked Gloria's head. She didn't ask Gloria why she didn't explain to Patrick and to prove her innocence. On
The Beta of the Walter Pack suddenly thought of something. He said, "I remember something. Warren mentioned Gloria when he called." Then, Daley remembered it too. He said, "Gloria? From the Silver Spring Pack? Isn't she in the werewolf prison? Call Alpha Alger, the Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack. I want to ask him myself." It was late in the night. After the call went through, someone picked up and he didn't sound happy. "What's the matter? It's so late." "Alpha Alger, are you asleep?" asked Daley. Alger was no longer that drowsy after he heard Daley's voice. He said, "Oh, it's you, Alpha Daley. It's late. What do you want?" "Alpha Alger, I'm calling to congratulate you," Daley said. Alger was puzzled. He asked in confusion, "About what, Alpha Daley? What's the occasion?" "Congratulations on your family reunion. Gloria has been released, hasn't she?" Alger's expression suddenly changed. He said with a solemn ex
The next morning, Sean came to the hospital to give Gloria a final checkup. He said to Gloria, "You can be discharged now. But Gloria, don't ever risk your life again." Sean didn't want to say that to Gloria at first. However, for some reason, he suddenly remembered the conversation he had with Patrick in the bedroom at Fittro Club that day. He glanced at Gloria and continued, "Now that you are out of prison, you should live your life more seriously. The past is in the past, and you've paid for what you've done. Three years in prison may not be worth a life, still, it costs you a lot." Gloria had been silent, then, she raised her head slowly and looked at Sean. She asked, "Has everything been paid?" Maybe it was an illusion. Yet Sean thought he heard a hint of sarcasm in her gruff voice. He looked down suspiciously at Gloria, and his eyes became obscure. "What do you mean?" Gloria lowered her head and said, "Nothing." Sean wa
Gloria did not want to go back to those memories, but they would not leave her alone. But those memories hit her hard and overwhelmed her. Once, Gabrielle said to her with a troubled look, "I don't like Alpha Patrick." Once, Gabrielle comforted her warmly, "It's OK, Gloria. That's who Alpha Patrick is. Gloria, you're awesome. I'm sure Alpha Patrick will accept the Moon Goddess' arrangement." Once, Gabrielle said shyly, "Gloria, I've found my mate, but I'm afraid of Alpha Patrick. Get him to mark you as quickly as possible, OK? So, I will no longer be afraid of him." That night, Gabrielle pulled an innocent face and said, "Gloria, take me to a pub, will you? I have never been to one before. I'm so curious." Gloria thought, 'How ridiculous. I simply trusted her! After that, Gabrielle was raped by rogues on the other side of the Shadow Forest, and I was sent to werewolf prison by Patrick. I was humiliated and tortured for three years, and eve
Gloria looked so serious. She said to Patrick, "My biggest mistake was falling in love with you." The expression on her face reminded Patrick of the Gloria he used to know. Back then, she came to Patrick again and again. She declared that she was his mate and that they were a couple arranged by the Moon Goddess. Patrick stared at Gloria. She was as serious as back then. However, with the same expression as before, she was now telling him that she was wrong. She said that she was wrong. She said she would correct her mistakes. What did she mean by that? Patrick felt a dull pain in his heart for no reason. He was about to snap. All he knew was that she couldn't wait to leave him and be with Mike! "Gloria, have I told you that even if it was something I didn't want, no one else could get their hands on it?" Patrick's voice was strangely soft, which sent shivers down her spine. Gloria's breathing became rapid. She held the bedding under
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