ログインMia’s POV
When I picked up my phone, the screen was almost overflowing with missed calls and messages—Hoyles' reminders, Nathanie's concern, Alpha Norman's greetings, and a string of “Are you okay?” messages from Sean…
I replied to each one, assuring everyone I was fine, and my finger paused over Kane's call log.
Strangely, there were no messages from him—not even a word from Zane. Was something wrong, or had they not seen the news?
Mia’s POVWhen I picked up my phone, the screen was almost overflowing with missed calls and messages—Hoyles' reminders, Nathanie's concern, Alpha Norman's greetings, and a string of “Are you okay?” messages from Sean…I replied to each one, assuring everyone I was fine, and my finger paused over Kane's call log.Strangely, there were no messages from him—not even a word from Zane. Was something wrong, or had they not seen the news?I stared at the screen for a while, feeling a little lost and worried, my wolf inside me echoing the same unease.Suddenly, the door to my hospital room opened with a "bang," and Gill walked in, carrying two large bags. Her brows were furrowed so tightly it seemed she could squish a fly between them. "Just a few days without seeing you, and you've already ended up in the hospital!" Her tone was reproachful, but there was no hint of blame or frustration—just uncontainable worry.
Avery's POVI was lying on the floor, surrounded by empty alcohol bottles, the numbness from the alcohol still lingering in my body. I felt groggy and sluggish, barely noticing when my father opened the door, his werewolf aura, cold and commanding, failing to register immediately.It wasn’t until his footsteps crunched on the empty bottles, making a loud, jarring noise, that I slowly opened my eyes. My blurred vision turned toward the doorway—he was in a sharp suit, his hair neatly combed, looking like someone from an entirely different pack compared to my disheveled and despondent appearance.My father frowned, his eyes full of disdain. He seemed ready to turn and leave, but after a brief hesitation, he spoke. "Avery, Jevon and Lilith had an incident at the filming site. I'm going over to check it out."He paused, his tone tinged with impatience. "From today onward, I won't restrict you anymore, and I won’t suppress your wolf strength,
I mechanically repeated the CPR and mouth-to-mouth procedures, the werewolf strength surging inside me nearly depleted.My hands began to tremble, and cold sweat trickled down my forehead, but I couldn’t stop.The surrounding noise gradually quieted, and even Jevon, who had just been revived, was watching me quietly from the side.After a while, he probably realized there was no hope left. As a werewolf, he was especially sensitive to the life force of his pack, and he could sense that Nydia’s life force was fading. He took a step forward, extending his hand towards me, his tone tinged with reluctance: “Enough... she’s already...”“Cough, cough...”Before he could finish his sentence, Nydia suddenly coughed violently, her chest slightly rising and falling.I immediately stopped and watched as her blurred eyes slowly opened. Her lips moved, but no sound came out—her throat had been scorched by t
There were no open flames in the bathroom, but the air was thin, and thick smoke had seeped in.I could vaguely make out a figure inside. As I got closer, I realized it was Jevon, slumped against the wall, his face pale, and it looked like he was about to pass out from lack of oxygen.He heard my footsteps and looked at me with confusion in his eyes, as if he thought he was hallucinating.But in the next moment, I lifted my foot and kicked the door hard. With a loud "bang," the door flew open. I stood in the doorway, with the flickering flames behind me.For a brief moment, I saw a flash of surprise, disbelief, and a hint of confusion in Jevon’s eyes.He probably never expected that it would be me who would rush in to save him.He instinctively reached out, as if hoping I would pull him out, but I ignored him. I only gave him a quick glance before my gaze shifted to Nydia, who was unconscious beside him.My hearing picked up the
The discussion on Reddit was quickly heating up:[Why didn’t she sketch a draft first? How could she know what patterns to stitch without a plan?][This fabric is too good to ruin. It’d be such a waste.][Did she already have the design in her mind?][Speaking of money, I have a question: Mia has so many skills, so why does she wear such cheap clothes?][Maybe she’s just financially struggling? Or maybe she’s trying to confuse us? Ugh, she’s not only rich herself, but she’s also surrounded by wealthy friends!][Mia’s life is my dream.][Hah, you all forgot she’s a werewolf, right? Wolves rely on instincts and senses to hunt. She can easily do quilting by feel; it’s no surprise.][Fuck! Everyone head to Jevon and Lilith’s livestream! Something’s happening!][What happened? Come on, spill it! Why are you leaving us hanging?][Lilith didn’t earn
That chicken leg was her midnight snack—she wasn’t about to hand it over, no matter what.“Jezin, restaurant waiter, $150 per day. You dirtied a guest’s clothes while serving; $50 deduction, leaving you with $100.”“Yvonne, restaurant waiter, $150 per day. Though you didn’t handle the customer issue well, we’ll give you a pass for trying, so you get the full $150.”When Yuna got to Lilith’s name, she glanced at Jevon: “Pianist, $200 per day. However, since you called in sick this morning and left early without completing your tasks, you’re only getting a $50 humanitarian allowance.”She pulled out a $50 bill, but instead of handing it to Jevon, she turned to me. “As per our previous agreement, Mia inherits this money.”I reached out to take the money, a small thrill rushing through me, but before I could fully savor the moment, Yuna continued calling out names







