Jonea saw Hunter actually fighting the wolves that were attacking her. The girl could only stare in confusion. She had no idea how the wolf figure had suddenly appeared and attacked them. Even though Hunter looked more dominant and could deal with attacks, even countered with a landslide, Jonea was still worried. She tried to dodge, and a groan was heard behind her. Two wolves appeared behind Jonea. They growled softly and threateningly. The girl immediately turned around in an alert and ready-to-fight body position. "Who are you?" said Jonea. Two black and slightly gray wolves approached. They turned into two young men who looked very foreign. Jonea had never met them at all. One of the werewolves suddenly strangled Jonea's neck. The girl fought back and kicked him. Another werewolf hit Jonea from behind; she dodged and ducked. "Hunter!" shouted one of the werewolves who attacked Jonea. "Is this girl your girlfriend? She's pretty tough!" Hunter, who was focused on fighting, gla
Jonea got very emotional. She desperately wanted to know what had happened to Miller that day. Still, she was also afraid to hear that fact directly from Hunter's mouth. "Yes, I want to know what happened to Miller that day," Jonea said, closing her eyes and tilting her head back. The girl tried to hold back her tears from spilling. While Hunter was still lying with his head on Jonea's thigh. Hunter's position turned his back to Jonea. He didn't know if the girl was holding back tears. "Jonea, is this your purpose for appearing in our lives?" Jonea was taken aback by Hunter's sudden and unexpected question. "Do you think that we were the ones who harmed Miller?" Hunter's voice was slightly hoarse. Jonea was utterly silenced by Hunter's question. She wanted so badly to say yes, but Jonea realized she had no proof. She couldn't reveal the evidence she collected to Hunter, or his cover would be blown. Jonea didn't know what answer to Hunter's question anymore. Meanwhile, Hunter has
The black SUV carrying Edison stops at a closed nightclub. The men in all-black suits dragged Ed by force into the club, which was full of guards, even though there were no customers. They took him to a particular room which became the office of the club administrator. During the day, the club is tranquil. There were only a few workers doing the cleaning and a few staff who looked like gangsters walking in and out of the place. Edison's hands were tied with a strong rope. He kept rebelling and didn't want to be dragged around like a loser. But, the two well-built men who carried him didn't want to let their guard down. They held tightly to Ed's arms and kept pushing until they stopped in front of the office door. One of the men knocked on the door before opening it. "Boss, we've brought him here." "Let him in," replied a gray-haired man in his 60s. The man rose from the high-backed chair holding an uncut cigar. Two bodyguards pushed the still-bound Ed to his knees in front of the
"Stop!" shouted Ed until the veins popped into his neck and arms. "She has nothing to do with any of this. Don't involve her! I don't even know her," Ed said hesitantly. At a glance, Jonea saw Ed's face had turned into a wolf with growling jaws and then returned to his human form. "Is it true you don't know her? How about it, Miss? This young man claims he doesn't know you. I am allowing you to leave here without a fuss." Jonea glanced at Edison. The girl knew that Ed was only trying to protect her by claiming not to know her. But, Jonea would not back down. She had decided to come there and would take Ed with her. 'If the same thing happens to Miller, I hope someone will save him. I don't want anyone else to end up like Miller–suffering and hurting alone.' "I don't care if he admits me or not! I will not leave this place without taking him along!" said Jonea firmly. "Wow, this is really interesting. Are you able to redeem it, Miss? He owes us a huge debt," said Jay. "How much d
Jonea's mind was already wandering all over the place. "You want to sell me? You want to make me a whore in the club tonight?" Jonea sounded very emotional and couldn't contain her fear. "What?" asked Jay, no less surprised. He had not expected the girl before him to think that far. The old man suddenly laughed. "You think I'm going to make you a bar girl? Your expectations were too high, Young Lady. Look at you! You absolutely do not meet the qualifications to be a barmaid." Jonea looked down at herself and suddenly crossed her arms over her chest. She glanced at Jay curtly. "You don't think I deserve to be called a woman, do you?" Jonea was a little offended. "No, I didn't mean physically," Jay said. He was still laughing. "Well, you are beautiful. You also have perfect proportions, as long as you do a little makeup and wear a dress that fits. However, it's not about appearance. Your character… you are completely unsuited to be a bar girl." Jonea breathed a sigh of relief. "T
A man stood to greet Jonea in room 504. He was stunned to see the appearance of a strange girl he didn't expect. "Who are you?" asked the man. Jonea was nervous and stuttering. Before Jonea could answer, a woman on her treatment bed coughed occasionally and then spoke. "Has she come? Where is my future daughter-in-law?" Quickly bring her here. Mom wants to meet her." They were separated by a curtain, so they couldn't see each other. The man was nervous when asked so by the mother. "A-uh, Mom. There seems to be a misunderstanding. It wasn't my future wife who came, but the nurse." "Y-yes," Jonea said like a fool. The man glared at Jonea and demanded an explanation from the girl. Jonea was nervous and repeatedly bowed in apology. "I think I entered the wrong room. I want to visit my relatives. She should be in room 505. I'm sorry." Jonea repeatedly bowed and left the inpatient room. She breathed a sigh of relief when she closed the door and stood in the hall. Jonea took another
The three police officers forcibly dragged Jonea and Suzane–the former artists hiding in the 505 treatment room. As they were in the hallway, they heard the sound of footsteps approaching. The police officers stopped, as did Jonea and Suzane, who continued to struggle. 'Elmar?' Jonea gasped in surprise when she saw Elmar Delamo approaching them. Jonea immediately lowered her head and hid her face behind the back of one of the policemen. 'It's bad! Elmar must not know I'm here, let alone be involved in an illegal transaction.' "Mr. Delamo, you coming?" Who is one of the police officers? Jonea, who was still hiding her face, was shocked. 'Is that Elmar the culprit? Was he the one who called the police here? But how did Elmar know about this transaction?' Slap! Jonea's thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a loud slap. She turned her head in surprise as Suzane slapped Elmar across the face unceremoniously in front of everyone. 'They are lovers? Gosh!' Jonea screamed in her hear
Suzanne rolled her eyes in disbelief. She glared slightly at her only son. "Should I believe that? Of the many Lunas, I've introduced to you, none of them you consider a lover. And now, this girl?" "Yeah, Mam," Elmar said firmly. "I love this girl. And I will make her my mate," said Elmar without taking his arms off Jonea. He wrapped his right arm from behind under the girl's chin. Jonea, who heard that, could only glare. She tried to escape from Elmar's embrace, but Elmar locked her tighter. "I thought you wouldn't make a stupid mistake like your dad, Elmar," said Suzanne in a lower voice. Then she closed the limousine door and asked the driver to take her from the police station. Suzanne Davine leaned back on the leather stool and closed her eyes tiredly. The driver spoke into the intercom. "Are we going back to the hospital, madam?" "No, Ben! That I returned home. My son has made a very reckless decision. I have to fix it soon." "Okay, Ma'am." The atmosphere in the limousin