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"What happened? Was that slave beaten again?"

"It was just a lowly slave. It is a normal thing to be punished for wrongdoing."

"She is finished. I remember that guy has a bad temper."

Everyone's eyes were on me. Some were drinking their drinks and watching slowly, some were laughing and talking with people on the side, and some were even applauding. The emotions hidden in their gazes were all different, but one thing was the same: they all did not care about the life of a slave.

They were laughing happily as if they were watching the performance of a clown, and I was the clown who was giving them the show.

The man with the burns was not going to let me go, "Lowly slave! Filthy swine! Do you know how expensive this dress of mine is? You could not sell yourself to pay for my loss!"

He kicked me one after another.

"Filthy slaves like you deserve to die!"

"Wow! Well done! Kick her in the head!"

"Kill her! Kill her!"

"Beat her to death!"

The children next to me clapped their hands in excitement, their faces wreathed in innocent malice and joy.

I curled my body up like a baby to protect my insides and silently endured the pain and humiliation, looking at the cheering people out of the corner of my eye and carving their faces into my heart.

One day, I will take my revenge.

Time seemed to pass for a long time, and it seemed to be very short.

"What bad luck! I wasted so much of my time on a slave!"

That man let me go with one last disgusting word and walked away into the distance.

When the man was far away, I breathed a little sigh of relief and slowly stood up with the pain in my body, then dragged my heavy steps out of there.

I feel like I need to take care of my wounds now. This party still needs me. If I did not do all the work, I would not only go without food, but I would continue to suffer their brutal beatings.

I breathed heavily and continued on my way, passing a strange man on my way.

This was the most handsome man I had ever seen.

My heart was pounding.

His brilliant blonde hair was as dazzling as the sun. The dark blue pupils seemed to have an ocean living inside. His body was far taller and stronger than the others, and the scent from his shirt mesmerized me.

I had no control over my heartbeat and slowly walked past him.

"Trash."

Suddenly his voice came to my ears with an uncontainable disgust in it.

In that instant, my heart seemed to be hit hard by something. I was chilled as if I had been placed in a vacuum, and my heart gradually became sluggish.

I took a deep, deep breath.

I have heard such words countless times, there is no need to care about it.

But I do not know why, but hearing this werewolf's voice made me feel sad and angry.

I could not help but respond in a loud voice, "That is right, I am a dirty slave. So please stay away from me, sir."

Paying no more attention to the reactions of those behind me, I quickly left the 

Place and concentrated on my wounds.

Orchid, revenge is what you need to focus on, not the eyes of others.

I thought to myself, trying to ignore the pain caused by the man who had made my heart flutter.

As I finished treating my wounds, Alpha Ryan's men found me and brought me to the stranger.

What had happened?

I calmly looked at the gaily-dressed crowd standing in front of me. One by one, they viewed my body with scrutinizing eyes that cut like knives on my body, making me feel like a monkey in a zoo. 

Was it that the guest was still angry so he wanted Alpha Ryan to give me more punishment?

If this was the reason I was called to come, then I should be tortured and punished like hell next.

They might even kill me!

No way! I cannot let them beat me up. If they intend to kill me, then I need to escape from here immediately. 

I have not gotten my revenge yet, and I definitely cannot die here!

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Krew's POV

Mate!

It is here! I sense her! She is right here! She is at this party!

I was surprised by this sudden situation.

Krew! Find her! Find her! Find our Mate!

My inner wolf Carl urged me over and over again. He reminded me over and over again that my Mate was at this party.

With him constantly urging me on, my heart could not help but start to get excited. I was looking forward to seeing my future Mate, whom I had not sensed since I was an adult, and as the Alpha of the Grey Stone Pack, I had longed to have my Mate for a long time. My Grey Stone Pack also needs a Luna to lead them!

I did not think I would be told by my wolf today that my MATE was at this alliance party hosted by Grey Pack!

Following Carl's lead, I walked into the hall and the feeling inside me became stronger and stronger. I could feel Carl seemingly wanting to burst out of my body.

I looked closely at the guests who had come, identifying them carefully. I thought my Mate would be one of them, but a single figure suddenly made me stop in my tracks.

How is this possible?

I stopped where I was in disbelief and sized up the slave in front of me.

Her clothes were tattered and torn, her thin dress had long since faded, and she was filthy. The indistinguishable color of her hair dragged scruffily behind her back. The worn shoes could still faintly see the toes.

Is she my Mate? This slave? This dirty slave?

No! How can my MATE be a slave?