The Caddie Girl & The Fated Mate Of The Biker Alpha

**Skylar** I can’t tell if this is real or not. But I feel like I’m seeing Max, the Alpha of Eclipse Pack and the owner of this place, on top of me. My head is spinning, my stomach is churning, my ears are ringing. Even now, the objects I see, including Max, seem to be swaying, like rippling water. I tried to normalize my vision, but it only made the dizziness worse. Now I remember what caused this. It was the alcohol forced on me by the VVIP clients at Pandora Golf, where I currently work. I was trapped among them when I delivered an order to one of the rooms. There's Max too and several other caddie girls. At first, I just stood next to the client I was serving, a young woman, a wealthy Beta werewolf. But then they started drinking alcohol that I had never tasted before in my entire life and involved me. I refused, but they promised to give me a huge tip. I needed the money, so I did it. From one glass, to the second, until the entire bottle was finished by me. Which

**Skylar** Max is really messing with my body. I also didn't know that sex with an Alpha would hurt that much, and it wasn't a temporary pain that would just go away. Even though he said he hadn't used all his strength as usual, it still left me weak and helpless. All night long, we went wild, screaming each other's names and climaxing together countless times. Max truly made my first experience unforgettable. It felt painful yet pleasurable at the same time. Max also made me understand what sex felt like for the first time in my life. He made me, who was hesitant and afraid at first, surrender when he treated me gently all night long. Max made me think differently about all the Alphas who were always rough in bed. He was the exception. At least for last night. “How can you be so delicious, hmm?” he asked, his breath tickling the back of my ear. Right now, Max was behind me with his cock still inside me. I’d told him to pull out, but he didn’t listen to me. Eve

**Skylar**There was something different about Max's appearance this time. I just realized it.This time he wasn't wearing an expensive suit. His look wasn't as neat as usual either. Now he looked disheveled, unlike the Max I usually saw.Max is wearing a tight black T-shirt with a leather vest of the same color. The vest is shiny and looks expensive. On the right side of his chest is his name, his short name, Maxim. Below that is another word in the same gold color: president.His usually slick hair was left messy. The jeans he was wearing were torn and full of holes. Combined with his black leather shoes and belt, his current look made him look nothing like Maximilian, the tycoon CEO of ThunderWheels, the largest motorcycle and car manufacturing company.When I was in front of the table, directly across from him, he stood up. He took something from the small cabinet next to the bed, which made him turn his back to me. And that was when I saw the words "Wild Hurricane" along with a p

**Skylar** I... I just witnessed a murder right before my eyes. I caused someone to be killed because of me. That wasn't my plan. My plan was just to let Max know that the woman was the client who bruised and scratched my arm. I expected Max to just reprimand her. But I also didn't expect that instead of apologizing, she would swing her knife at me. I didn't expect Max's reaction to be so brutal. It never crossed my mind that he would cut off the woman's head in front of his other clients, in front of me too. The woman's blood splattered onto our bodies, staining our clothes with rust-colored blood. Her head rolled across the expensive carpet, staining it. The VVIP room, which had initially exuded luxury, suddenly resembled a war zone, completely chaotic. And now my body trembled with fear in Max's arms. I didn't even dare to look at him since he carried me out of the room. I... I don't want to say anything. I don't want to end up like that woman. I still have to live to find

**Skylar**I was grateful that Max let me go.After he stitched up my wound, he left. I didn't know where he went. But what was certain, now I could give the man in the black hat a definite answer.With my contract as Max's personal caddy, my chances of leaving here and meeting my brother were getting bigger. So I wanted to make another appointment with the man who knew my brother's whereabouts.Therefore, I called him. I didn't do it inside the penthouse or inside the Pandora Golf building, but I went behind the building where there was only a garbage dump.Why didn't I just call from inside? I did it on purpose. I just wanted to be safe because there might be hidden cameras. Maybe my conversation could be leaked. So it's better to anticipate.I crouched down while watching my surroundings. What made me anxious was that I was afraid the man in the black hat wouldn't answer the call because I unilaterally canceled our appointment. I was afraid he wouldn't trust me anymore and think I