All Chapters of My Boss Is A Werewolf! : Chapter 211 - Chapter 220

LIANAI blinked, momentarily taken aback by his directness. "Ricky? What do you mean?"Zaylen nodded, a smile playing on his lips. "Come on, Liana. You know him. Why were you talking to him? Tell me."I hesitated, trying to gauge his reaction. "I... I felt like it. I wasn't trying to take any information from him. Heck, I didn't even know he sells information. I thought he just sold pretty nice drinks, that's all."Zaylen crossed his arms, his expression unreadable. "Do you think I'm dumb? You think I wouldn't doubt that you went to this particular club and just happened to be talking to Ricky, of all people?"I swallowed, feeling a mix of surprise and defensiveness rise within me. "Zaylen, come on. Why not? Like he said, he was hitting on me. What’s my fault?” Zaylen arched an eyebrow skeptically. "Yeah, like he would be dumb enough to hit on my Luna. In the Serpent's Den? That's convenient, don't you think?"I paused, meeting Zaylen's gaze steadily. "And how exactly is he supposed

LIANA The car was dimly lit, the faint glow from the dashboard casting eerie shadows across Zaylen's face. My heart pounded in my chest as I prepared to tell him everything. The hum of the engine and the occasional passing headlights outside were the only sounds breaking the heavy silence between us. I took a deep breath, gripping the edge of my seat. “There’s this organization,” I began, my voice unsteady. “It’s been around for a while, working in the shadows. They’re called ‘The Secret Society,’ and I know it's a terribly cliche name, but hey, I am not the one who kept the name.” Zaylen chuckled slightly at my attempt at lightening the mood. “Anyway,” I continued, “their sole purpose is to hunt and kill werewolves.” Zaylen glanced at me briefly before returning his eyes to the road. I felt compelled to continue, filling the void with words. “They have connections everywhere, Zaylen. In the business sectors, the police force, even in some government sectors. They’ve de

LIANA"Sara, stay here for a moment. I'll be right back," I said, trying to keep my tone casual. I walked towards the direction where I saw the figure sneaking out of the trial room, my senses on high alert.As I rounded the corner, ready to confront whoever it was, I froze.There, standing awkwardly by the exit, was Jordan.I slapped my forehead, a mixture of relief and exasperation washing over me. "Of course, it’s you."Jordan looked up, his expression sheepish. "Hey, Liana."I glared at him. "Jordan, what are you doing here? Sara wanted to surprise you."Sara appeared behind me, raising her hands in defense. "Don't look at me, it was all his idea."Jordan shrugged, giving a sheepish smile. "I wanted to join in on the fun, but Sara wasn’t letting me. So I thought I’d surprise her instead."I sighed, shaking my head. "I thought the whole point was for you to be surprised."Jordan grinned, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "And I decided to play Uno reverse card, hehe."I couldn't he

LIANAI awoke to a sharp, metallic chill against my skin, my body aching and my mind groggy. As my eyes adjusted to the dim light, I realized I was in a large, empty warehouse. Panic set in as I took in the cold, industrial surroundings, the faint smell of rust and oil mingling with the morning air.I tried to move, but a sharp pain shot through my wrists and ankles. Looking down, I saw thick, silver chains binding me to a metal chair. The touch of the silver burned against my skin, and I cursed under my breath. These weren't just any chains; they were specifically designed to hold werewolves."Dammit," I muttered, wincing as I struggled against the restraints. The silver sizzled against my skin, making my efforts futile.I hollered into the empty space, my voice echoing off the concrete walls. "Hello? Is anyone there? Let me go!"Silence greeted me, amplifying my fear. I wondered if Sara and Noelle had noticed my absence yet. Would they have called Zaylen? If he knew I was missin

LIANAThe gunshot had barely registered in my mind before I was frantically scanning the warehouse. My heart raced, my breath coming in sharp, uneven gasps. My father lay sprawled on the ground, motionless, but my attention was drawn to a fleeting shadow moving away from the window.“Zaylen!” I called out urgently, my voice trembling. “Can you get these chains off me? We have to go after that shadow!”Zaylen, his face etched with pain and exhaustion, turned his fierce gaze toward me. With a grimace, he fumbled with the chains, his hands shaking from the effort. “Hold on, Liana,” he grunted, his strength waning.The chains clattered to the floor, and I was free. I wasted no time, sprinting toward the warehouse door. The shadow had disappeared, but I had to try. I burst outside, the chill of the night air hitting me like a wall. I ran through the darkened street, my eyes straining to catch any sign of movement.But the shadow was gone. I paused, panting heavily, the cold creeping int