Someone ... Please Help Me!

The order was immediately approved by Joen. They had chartered someone's private jet that night because it was impossible for Luke to carry Liana in a trance on a regular plane.

Several hours later, Liana woke up, feeling more dizzy with a throbbing head.

"You should eat first, Miss."

Liana frowned for a few seconds before remembering everything that had happened that night. The woman in the tank top looked out of the window, she was already above the clouds with a body that couldn't move anywhere.

"Where are you taking me?" asked Liana, ready to cry again.

"Miss, don't cry. Luke might hurt you later." Joen still held the tray of food and pointed with his eyes. "He's sleeping there, so don't disturb him by screaming."

Liana's body felt something when she wasn't used to moving freely. "You tied me up?" asked Liana with a clear answer.

Liana's whole body seemed to be tied to the chair in which she was sitting. The beautiful woman was still wearing a tank top with the pajamas she had worn that night.

"Eat first, Miss."

Liana shook her head slowly, crying about her poor life. She thought her life would change when she met Head Chef Onel, but it was the same.

The Head Chef also left her and she would live as she had lived for eighteen years before she met her seniors in that French restaurant.

"Eat first, Miss."

Liana shook her head. "You want me to die, don't you? Now let me starve."

"Let's eat a little, miss. We still have a long way to go, since we are using a jet," Joen said, still being gentle with Liana.

"I don't want to, I-"

"Shit! Even if you eat, you have to be so dramatic?" shouted Luke, surprising all the passengers on the jet. "If she doesn't want to eat, throw her out."

Joen first placed the tray on the small table attached to Liana's chair.

The beautiful twenty-one year old girl looked at the large chair that covered Luke's entire body. She knew the cruel man was there after she had shouted loud enough.

"Eat, Miss. At least if you're innocent, don't think about dying first."

"I am innocent," Liana looked at Joen. She felt that this middle-aged man had compassion for her. "I never knew you," Liana said softly. "Especially giving birth and having children."

Joe sat down next to Liana's chair. "Have you ever had amnesia before?"

The head shook slowly. She had no history of amnesia at any age. "I'm not lying. I've never been pregnant either."

"Are you a shewolf? Where's your pack?"

"I don't understand everything you say. I'm just an ordinary girl working as a cook in a French restaurant. I don't know anything about shewolves, packs, children or anything else."

"You're not lying?"

"No," Liana said through her tears.

"Okay, I'll check your data."

"So... I'm going home?"

"If you are innocent, you will definitely go home. Now eat first, Miss."

Joen had to feed Liana because the woman's hands were completely bound with a rope that was sticky to the chair. Actually, Luke had forbidden Joen to feed Liana, but since her prejudices weren't one hundred percent correct, Liana didn't have the right to die at the hands of her boss.

"Miss Liana Maladia, wake up, we have arrived," Joen said, waking the girl when they arrived at their destination. "I'll untie Miss first."

Luke found Liana's blood a little strange. She smelled a human scent on this woman and no one but Luke was allowed to smell it.

"Give her a potion so the other werewolves don't smell her blood," Luke ordered before getting out of the plane. Maybe only Joen knows about this, because Liana is still not fully conscious.

Should he inject her again? Joen didn't know what to do, on the one hand all Luke's words were orders, but on the other hand Liana also needed good vitamins for her body.

"I'm sorry, Liana."

Luke injected Liana's body before she could enter the pack's luxurious house without being discovered by any group.

All Luke's equipment looks luxurious and doesn't have the characteristics of a werewolf.

"Alpha, here's proof that this woman is indeed the person you slept with," Underboss Adrian said when Luke was in his living room.

"So it was her, right?" asked Luke, looking at some of the evidence his underboss had collected.

"Yes, Alpha. I'm sure, because this evidence is the same as the woman's data."

"Are you sure, Adrian?" asked Joe again. He had a feeling that Liana was not who they accused, but all this evidence was so strong and Luke would be angry if Joen even defended their prisoner.

"Sure."

"Okay, Alpha," Underboss Adrian said to his leader pack.

"Joen." Luke looked at the man standing next to his seat. "Please bring my rifle."

"A-Alpha. Is-"

"Bring it here, Joen," Luke ordered Lucasio again.

The middle-aged man took Luke's rifle and handed it to him hesitantly.

"Alpha..."

"Don't bother me, Joen." Luke examined the rifle as he spoke. "Where is the woman?"

Liana was being held in a dungeon with shackles covering most of her body. The girl was like a prisoner who had made a big mistake but didn't know what she had done wrong.

"My stomach hurts," Liana complained weakly.

She was vomiting the food she had eaten on the plane. Actually, Liana ate only two bites of the food Joen offered, so most of what she vomited was water.

Liana felt herself go limp, and the smell of this room really blocked her nose. She looked around and found only a shelf with hundreds of bottles of wine with many years of age.

The French restaurant where she works only stocks contemporary wines, because some people definitely can't afford vintage wines like these.

A few minutes later, Liana heard someone coming down the stairs where she was tied up. She thought it was Joen, but his suspicion was immediately disproved.

Luke came with a rifle in his hand. She didn't know what else to say to this man, so all she had to do IS surrender and wait for death to come.

"Someone, please help me."