Meet my Boyfriend

"As far as we could remember, you and Razel are not in a good relationship right now." says one of Lance's friends, the one who was holding his phone and pointed the camera at me.

He was recording everything.

"He hates you because you steal his girlfriend," he continued. "We can barely imagine what he can do to you once I send this video to him. It's either you do what Lance wants or your stepbrother and mother being removed."

"You're a smart wolf, Ezra," Lance added. "Or do you want me to call the owner of this hotel to fire you in this instant?"

My wolf had enough of their words. They win because I am just a lone wolf. A nobody. Poor. Worthless. Worst of all, no one will defend me in this kind of situation. Perhaps this is our rule in this city - to be used by the powerful and wealthy people as their laughingstocks.

I was about to crouch down, ready to remove the dirt from Lance's shoes when suddenly someone appeared behind me and commanded me, "Get up, Ezra