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 protect her. So, the werewolves among the guests would not hurt her. ... Gloria came out with a mop in one hand and a bucket of water in the other. She lowered her head and began cleaning. "Drink this glass of wine and you can go out," a man sitting on the sofa said. Lillian looked mad. She gritted her teeth, trying to say something. However, Gloria hit the bucket with a mop, and the water in it splashed on Lillian's dress. Lillian glanced at Gloria. "Sorry," Gloria said in a low voice. "It doesn't matter." After that, Lillian looked at the guests in the room. She said, "I'm only taking a part-time job here during the summer break. I'm not a call girl. So, I won't accept your disgusting request." Gloria thought that she should not have helped Lillian because of what Lillian had just said. She was trying to remind Lillian not to speak just now. Many of the guests were werewolves, and some of them were very rich or with high social status. So, the employees here couldn't afford to offend them. It seemed that Gloria had helped Lillian for nothing and even attracted the attention of the guests. Gloria planned to leave after cleaning up. "Do you think you are Paris Hilton?" Another man said, "Since you are working here, you must do as we pleased." The man placed the wine glass on the table. He looked at Lillian and said, "If you don't drink, I will have to talk to Christine." As Lillian heard Christine's name, she began to tremble. Although Lillian worked there, her family condition was not good. Her father was in debt, and she hoped to make more money to support her family. If Christine knew what had happened, she would fire Lillian. So, Lillian quickly changed her attitude. "I'll drink." "Wait a minute." In the darkness, a low voice came through. Gloria had her back in the dark corner. When she heard the voice, her body began to tremble uncontrollably. Fear gradually filled her eyes, and she began to breathe heavily. "Turn around," the man ordered. Gloria felt fear and pretended not to hear it, but then the powerful aura of the Alpha controlled her body. She could not resist the pressure of the Alpha at all, so she had to turn around. Her eyes were filled with fear, and she wanted to escape right away! Gloria was tortured in the werewolf prison for three years. Her wolf could no longer respond to her call, and she lost her wolf. After that, she felt that as Patrick's mate, her bond with him disappeared as well. "Raise your head," the man ordered slowly. Only when he gave an order did Gloria look up. Patrick, regal as an emperor, sat in the corner of the sofa. His arm rested on the arm of the sofa, and his chin rested on the back of his hand. He looked like an elegant gentleman, but his eyes, under a pair of gold-rimmed spectacles, were fixed on her as if he were a hungry wolf ready to tear her apart. Patrick sneered and said coldly, "Long time no see. Aren't you going to say hello to me?" Gloria's voice trembled slightly. She said, "Mr. Hammond." Patrick narrowed his eyes and sized up Gloria... If it wasn't for the fact that he had seen her with his own eyes today, he would have almost forgotten her. Gloria had changed a lot. If the waitress didn't call her name, he wouldn't have recognized her. The light in the room was dim, and Patrick could only see Gloria vaguely, but even so, he had to admit that the change in Gloria was far beyond his expectations. "When did you come out?" Patrick asked nonchalantly. Gloria raised her head and looked at Patrick, hoping that Patrick wouldn't mention her previous imprisonment. Patrick was slightly surprised. He couldn't communicate with Gloria through the mind link, but he could still read Gloria from her eyes. He pointed at the wine bottle in Lillian's hand and smiled coldly at Gloria, "I know what you want to say. How about this? If you drink this bottle of wine, I will agree to your request." Gloria looked at the bottle of vodka in Lillian's hand with a pale face. Patrick stared at Gloria impatiently. "My patience is limited." His voice was familiar, and Gloria's face was drained of color. "Mr. Hammond, please spare me." To survive, Gloria had to give up her self-esteem and crawl on the ground to beg for mercy. "I beg you, please let me go. I will do anything except drink wine." Gloria wanted to live because this was the only way to keep her promise. She had once made a promise, and she wanted to stick to it. Patrick said with a poker face, "It was just a bottle of wine, and you knelt just to not drink it. Gloria, where are your pride and dignity?" Dignity? Gloria, who was facing so closely at the ground, revealed a hint of mockery and bitterness. What was dignity? Would dignity help her to survive? She knelt, and it was not because she wanted to avoid drinking a bottle but because she wanted to live! Gloria looked up at Patrick and then shook her head, " Mr. Hammond, I can do anything except drink." Patrick smiled faintly and said, "Anything?" She was the daughter of Alpha of Silver Spring Pack. For such a proud woman, could she really give up her pride? Patrick wondered if Gloria had already turned into a different person. "Anything but drinking." "Good!" Patrick snapped his fingers. Then, a man slowly walked out from the dimmed corner. "Mr. Hammond." The black-clad man was probably a guard from Patrick's pack. Then, Patrick said to Gloria while pointing at the man, "Kiss him, then, I won't tell others about you." Gloria's eyes widened. "So? Can't you do that?" Patrick smiled. "Kiss him, or drink the wine."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
Gloria didn't want to go over, but she dared not to do so. Her feet seemed to have betrayed her as she got out of the car. She walked slowly toward Patrick. Patrick first glanced at Gloria's legs and then at her face. He mocked, "Do you enjoy this? Miss Carter, why are you wasting time?" Gloria's breathing stopped for a moment, and she pinched her thigh. She knew that Patrick was sure she was slow because she was trying to stall deliberately. She hoped that it was really as he said. She was only stalling. But the truth... Gloria gritted her teeth and walked faster. Then, she felt pain and pinched herself harder. Patrick saw her speed up and smiled slightly. He said to himself with satisfaction, 'That's right. A toy should act more like a toy.' Patrick reached out his hand and held the woman in front of him. He exhaled the last puff of smoke and took the cigarette between his fingers. Without looking at it, one of his guys took over the cigarette butt from him. G
"Do you still remember that you are a werewolf? You looked so cowardly when you beg for mercy, which makes me sick," Patrick said coldly. "If the members of the Silver Spring Pack knew that their Alpha's daughter was so weak and incompetent, what would they think?" Gloria's body swayed. She thought that she could accept all of this calmly and would never be sad again. The daughter of the Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack? Gloria smiled bitterly. It was Patrick who had asked Damon to go to the Silver Spring Pack to deliver his statement. Because of that, her father had to expel her from the pack. She was no longer a member of the Silver Spring Pack. Now, she was just a rogue who had once stayed in the werewolf prison for three years and lost everything. Patrick was mad since Gloria didn't defend herself. She still faced down on the ground. Patrick walked forward without saying a word. People passed by and pointed at him, but Patrick ignored them. He walked forward, and no
All Patrick did was push Gloria to her limits. He had yet to realize that deep down in his heart, he wanted the arrogant Gloria. In the past, she would say to him, "If Gabrielle becomes your mate, I'll give up on you!" However, now, she was a lowly wretch who only knew how to apologize! Patrick was even less aware that behind all his methods of coercing Gloria was a truth he could not accept. He was the one who changed her! Patrick found a seemingly reasonable excuse for himself. The reason he humiliated Gloria was that she killed Gabrielle. Christine heard Patrick's words clearly this time. He asked her to transfer Gloria to the Public Relations Department. The Public Relations Department of Fittro Club was basically in charge of calling girls. Christine glanced at the pale-faced Gloria and said, "I understand, Mr. Hammond." From her experience, Christine had a hunch that something unusual was going on between Gloria and Patrick. She had never seen Patrick care
Gloria had a large, deep gash across her waist, and it looked as if she had been bitten by a huge beast. Christine was also a werewolf. So, she knew what this meant. "Are you a werewolf?" Christine looked at Gloria in surprise and asked, "But why can't I sense it?" Gloria was bitten by a wolf, but werewolves had great healing power. Even if their legs were broken, they could recover quickly. However, the wound on Gloria's waist was not fully recovered. "I have been in the werewolf prison for three years. I don't have a wolf anymore," Gloria said calmly. Christine's eyes widened because what had happened to Gloria was beyond her imagination. She said in surprise, "How could your wolf disappear?" "It's true. Ever since I was injured, I couldn't sense my wolf. That's why you couldn't sense that I was a werewolf," Gloria spoke in a calm tone. Christine knew that some werewolves were born without wolves, yet she had never met a werewolf whose wolf had disappeared because
"Alpha Thor, I forgot to introduce you. She is also a werewolf and an Alpha," Patrick said coldly. "How is this possible? I can't feel the smell of a wolf on her," Thor said in confusion. He approached Gloria and sniffed her. Gloria's heart skipped a beat. She was worried that Patrick would find out that her wolf was gone. If so, Patrick would torture her even more cruelly. Patrick also felt a little strange after Thor's words. He could not sense the aura of a wolf on Gloria. She still didn't shift in this situation. "Alpha Thor, I think it's probably because you are too friendly to her, so her wolf ignored you," Patrick said indifferently. Thor suddenly prostrated on the ground and then jumped up, his sharp claws pouncing toward Gloria. Gloria was scared, her face pale. She couldn't run at all, so she limped and took a few steps back. But she was still too slow. Her dress was caught in Thor's claws, and she lost her balance and fell to the ground. Thor's dewclaws