Patrick closed the door after he said so.
He threw out the handkerchief he had just used before he closed the door. It fell in front of Gloria, soaking in the rain. Gloria picked it up and gripped it in her hand. The car started and drove into Alpha's villa at the Black Thorn Pack. Then, the iron gates of the villa shut in front of Gloria. Gloria's face drained of color as she stared at the shuttered gates. Gloria was in agony since her mate had just rejected her. The remaining Alpha aura still lingered, suffocating her. Patrick was her mate. However, she could feel the hatred from his aura and he would prefer Gloria to die instead of Gabrielle. Gloria's wolf screamed in her head, "We need Patrick. Go beg him, and let go of your pride. Damn you, Gloria, go beg for his forgiveness!" After a while, Gloria looked up again. She walked toward the square, determined. She stood in the middle of the square, ignoring the cold rain. She pressed her lips together stubbornly. As Alpha's daughter from the Silver Spring Pack, Gloria had her pride. "I don't need his forgiveness, I did nothing wrong," Gloria said to her wolf, ignoring her curses. Gabrielle was her friend. Gloria only wanted a few minutes to explain everything to Patrick. Gloria's shirt was shattered and could barely cover her body. She folded her arms across her breast, still keeping her back straight. She would always hold her head high, for she was the daughter of Alpha. Gloria stood in the square stubbornly, only for a chance to explain herself. She was innocent, and she wouldn't take the blame. But, would she get the chance? Would anyone believe what she had to say? The rain grew heavier and continued through the night. It kept raining till the next morning. Gloria stood there. The rain had soaked her clothes, and she had been standing there all night. The square was deadly still. Someone showed up, after all. Damon walked out of Patrick's villa under a black umbrella, his hair brown. The shuttered gates let out a creaking sound and opened slowly. Gloria heard the sound and tried to raise her head. She looked at Damon standing in front of the iron gates and forced a smile. "Miss Carter, Alpha Patrick asked you to leave the Black Thorn Pack." Damon had his hair combed meticulously, so, even on a rainy day, it still looked neat, just like those carefully trimmed trees in Patrick's garden. Damon threw a piece of clothing at Gloria. Gloria trembled to put on the clothes with her soaked hand. Her lips looked pale. Her voice was hoarse but firm. "I want to see him." Damon repeated Patrick's words without even looking up. "Miss Carter, Alpha Patrick said that your presence had ruined the view here. And he didn't want you to ruin his mood too." Gloria had never shown a trace of fear after the incident. But she found it hard to go on like this anymore. Her trembling shoulders gave her out. Gloria closed her eyes, letting the rain wash her tears away. Gloria opened her eyes again as Damon gazed at her with a poker face. She raised her head and said, "Damon, believe me or not, I did not pay those rogues to hurt Gabrielle, and I will not take the blame." Gloria articulated each word, though exhausted. She might have lowered her head for a moment, but she was a proud woman. Damon frowned, as he finally responded with something other than disdain. He looked at Gloria resentfully and said, "Gabrielle is my younger sister. She had always been a sweet girl. She had never been to a pub and never gone alone into the Shadow Forest. But then, she was found raped and killed on the other side of the forest, where the rogues lingered. "Miss Carter, we checked Gabrielle's phone. Before the incident, she called you and sent you a message. It said, 'I have arrived. Where are you, Gloria?' " Damon's eyes were filled with hatred as he glared at Gloria. He continued, "Miss Carter, you murdered someone and that person was my sister! She is dead, and yet you are here trying to get away from it! You've been badgering Alpha Patrick. But he preferred Gabrielle, not you. You were jealous of Gabrielle and therefore wanted her to disappear. You make me sick!" Gloria was speechless. Gabrielle was Damon's younger sister and Patrick's girlfriend. As for Gloria, she was Patrick's mate who had never been acknowledged. Gabrielle was dead, and Patrick hated Gloria to his very core. "Miss Carter, you should leave," Damon said. "By the way, Alpha Patrick asked me to pass a word to you." Gloria turned to Damon. "Alpha Patrick said, 'It should have been you.'" Gloria's body shook uncontrollably, and a sharp pain shot through her heart. Damon turned around and put on a cold smile. His rigid face looked indifferent and cruel. He hated Gloria because she killed Gabrielle. Gloria shuddered inwardly as she staggered to her feet. Her legs were numb, so she fell back to the ground. She laughed at herself while Patrick's words echoed in her head. "It should have been you." Indeed, that was something Patrick would say. Gloria smiled bitterly. "Gabrielle, you were dead and I became a murderer." Patrick was a tall and slender man. Dressed in a black nightgown, he was standing on the second floor of the villa. He stood barefoot in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, watching Gloria in the rain with frozen eyes. "Alpha Patrick, I've passed your words to Miss Carter." Damon returned to the villa after driving Gloria away. He stood quietly in the doorway of the bedroom.Patrick shook the wine glass in his hand. At Damon's words, he withdrew his gaze from Gloria. He gave another command, "Inform the Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack that he must choose between Gloria and his pack. If he wants his pack intact, then Gloria must leave." "Yes." "Then, tell the werewolf university to cancel Gloria's degree. So, she can't get a decent job in human society. She'll be employed with a high school diploma." "Yes." "And," Patrick said coldly, "Send her to the werewolf prison." Damon was shocked at his words. He raised his head and said, "Alpha Patrick?" "She killed our people, so I'll send her to the werewolf prison for three years. Beta Damon, do you not agree with me?" Patrick decided to send Gloria to prison for three years. Though the evidence at this point was not enough to prove Gloria guilty, Patrick believed that she was the one who killed Gabrielle. "No, Alpha Patrick, you did the right thing. Thank you." Damon's eyes suddenly turned
Patrick walked away after he finished his words. He was taking revenge on Gloria. Gloria looked pale, and she could not utter a word. Soon, the werewolf guard took her away and locked her up in the prison underground. Prison life was not easy. On the first night, Gloria was pulled up while she was asleep. "What do you want?" Gloria looked warily at the werewolves who surrounded her with malicious smiles. Gloria said in horror, "Don't get any closer, or I'll call the guards." The werewolves were not scared at all. They looked at each other and laughed. Their leader pointed at Gloria's face and said, "What did you say? Call the guards? Did I hear you right? You want to call the guards?" As she spoke, she slapped Gloria's face and roared, "Go ahead and call the guards!" Gloria lost her balance, and her ears buzzed. She pressed her hand against the wall and managed to get up. Then, she made a sudden move. She slapped the leader. For a moment, there was silence in t
Three years later, a skinny woman tottered on the street with a ragged plastic bag in her hand. She kept a few dollars and her identification card in that bag. She was pale and bruised. She also has a three-centimeter scar on her face. Three years, and everything had changed. Gloria's lips curled slightly. Yeah, after three years, things changed. It was not just about the world outside the werewolf prison. She had changed too. Where could she go? She didn't belong to any pack and lost her identity in human society. As a rogue, she was too weak to survive among other rogues. Then, a job advertisement from a shop nearby caught her eye. She stood before the job advertisement. She looked at it for a while, and her eyes finally fixed on the words "Cleaners wanted" and "Accommodation and lunch provided". Gloria gritted her teeth and walked into the club named Fittro. As soon as she entered, she shivered. The cold air from the central air conditioner made her tremble. "N
The oppression from the man's Alpha aura was strong, which made Gloria feel a little uneasy. The man noticed Gloria's gaze toward him, and he kissed the woman in his arms even more passionately. His golden eyes seemed brighter than stars, and his playful gaze rested on Gloria. Gloria quickly lowered her head. She stepped forward and turned to leave the elevator. "Stop!" Gloria heard the voice coming from behind. She did not want to cause trouble, especially not to bother the powerful Alpha and his human companion. She couldn't guess what the werewolf was here for. Gloria thought for a second and slightly bowed to the man. She said in a respectful tone, "Please forgive me, sir. I'm just a cleaner here and was on my way to clean the private room. I didn't mean to disturb you, and I hope you will forgive me." Gloria's voice was rough and hoarse, yet the man was not surprised. He looked at Gloria curiously and asked, "A cleaner? So young?" Gloria nodded and did not spe
Gloria arrived in the private room. She felt the air was strange in the room as she entered. In the dim light, a few guests sat on the sofa with several call girls. Only Lillian stood in the middle of the room. When Lillian saw Gloria, she immediately shouted, "Gloria, help me!" The guests sitting on the sofa suddenly focused on Gloria, who became nervous in an instant. Some of the guests were werewolves. Gloria was startled, and her body tensed up for a moment. "I'm here to clean." As she spoke, her unpleasant voice was exposed. With that hoarse voice, the guests lost interest in her and turned back to Lillian. Gloria had been working at Fittro Club for a few months, and she knew how to keep her job. So, she learned not to poke into other people's business. Therefore, she ignored Lillian's pleading look toward her. Gloria was just a cleaner and could barely support herself. How could she help others? Moreover, Lillian was only a human and she had parents to
Gloria raised her head. She looked at the powerful man sitting on the sofa... What did he just say? He was her mate. Years ago, she didn't accept his rejection. Therefore, she was still his mate. How could he ask her to kiss another man? Gloria stared at Patrick and her eyes were filled with desperation. Patrick enjoyed the look in Gloria's eyes and believed that she would reject his request. Any woman would choose to drink rather than kiss a strange man. "Can you ask me to do something else?" Gloria begged. Patrick sneered, "You don't get to negotiate with me." Gloria crawled on the ground. She reached out her hand to touch the ugly scar on the left side of her waist. That was the only time she shifted at the werewolf prison because she couldn't bear the torment anymore. Then, other werewolves also shifted and bit her on her waist. Later, they treated her wound with wolf poison. After Gloria turned back to her human form, she became very weak and her wounds wouldn
Derrick looked at Patrick. Both of their packs were very powerful in Nevada, and they were both enemies and friends.Derrick glanced at Gloria, who was pulled behind Patrick. To his surprise, Gloria’s ears were red.“Hey, was this your first kiss?”Gloria’s blushed face was the answer.Derrick did not realize that and was in an extremely good mood right now.He looked at Patrick with a faint smile.“What if I take her away by force?”Stewart whistled and said to another man,“Sean, take out your phone and record this scene now! If it is sold to the magazine, it will get us a big price!”Patrick remembered that he had already rejected Gloria, and the bond between him and Gloria had almost disappeared. He thought that Gloria had accepted his rejection.But he didn’t know why he would turn angry when he saw Derrick kissing Gloria.Patrick’s cold gaze was fixed on Gloria’s lips.He narrowed his eyes, thinking of something.Gloria glanced away awkwardly, wanting to avoid Patrick’s gaze. She c
For a moment, Gloria thought she was already dead. Then, she was overwhelmed by pain.She opened her eyes after a few seconds and found herself lying on the lawn. Thank God, though she was wolfless, her wolf instinct still protected her while she was falling.She tried to get up and she felt a huge pain in her ankle.But she had no time to check on it. She knew that the gammas were always around Patrick and would chase after her soon.All she could do now was to run. saw GloriaShe ran past two blocks and stopped a taxi.“I want to go to Austin!” Gloria said.“Money!” The driver looked impatient and wouldn’t drive without money paid in advance.Gloria was stunned for a moment and then said, “Shouldn’t I pay you when we arrive?”“How would I know if you have any money?” The driver had quarreled with his wife today and was in a bad mood.So, he was impatient when he saw Gloria, who looked weak and skinny.He said, “Hurry up and give me the money, or I won’t drive!”Gloria panicked. Patr