"This is Black Thorn Pack's territory. Any uninvited werewolf would be considered an intruder! You should leave!"
Two werewolf guards, tall and robust, said to a woman standing at the pack's border. "I'm Gloria, from the Silver Spring Pack. I need to speak to Alpha Patrick. Please let me in." The blonde woman pleaded. She looked exceptionally delicate compared with the guards. "We don't know who you are. Leave, now!" said the guards as they had a quick look at each other. "It's about Gabrielle's death. I've got something important to tell Alpha Patrick. Please, I need to see him," Gloria begged. "Shut up! You don't get to say her name!" A sullen voice cut in from behind the guards. "Beta Damon!" The guards turned to the man and bowed their heads. Damon was the Beta of the Black Thorn Pack. "Damon, please hear me out. I have nothing to do with Gabrielle's death!" Gloria explained anxiously. With a scowl, Damon glanced at her resentfully. "Seize her. The woman is a rogue. She is trying to blend in our pack with ill intentions." His voice was icy cold. The guards looked at each other and didn't move. "What are you waiting for? Seize her, now!" Damon shouted again. This time, he gave the command as the pack's Beta. The guards stepped forward and grabbed Gloria's arms. Gloria was outrageous. She struggled to break free and said, "My father is the Alpha of the Silver Spring Pack and I'm only here to see Alpha Patrick. Are you trying to break the peace between the packs?" "If you want to see Alpha Patrick, then stop struggling," Damon walked to Gloria and whispered. Gloria stiffened at his words. Then she ceased to struggle. "Take her to the square and tie her to a pillar," Damon ordered, taking a step back as he waved his hand at the guards. "Yes, Beta Damon." This time, the guards did not hesitate. They grabbed Gloria and took her to the square. They tied her to a pillar, and she stayed that way without any food or water for an entire day. Gloria was at her last gasp after a day of exposure to the scorching sun. She was bound with ropes covered with wolf poison so that she could not shift. As she was dying of thirst, the sky grew dark and cloudy. Then, it began to rain. A car was approaching the square. She raised her head at the sound. It was Patrick's car, the Alpha of the Black Thorn Pack. Gloria was desperate to break free. Her skin was torn by the ropes, yet she did not give up the struggle. Finally, she broke free. Then, she staggered toward Patrick's car. "Pull over," Patrick said to the driver. The car stopped. "I didn't do it. You must believe me." Gloria stared at Patrick stubbornly. The rain was pouring down and beating against the car windows. Gloria saw Patrick's grim face through the window. She stood outside the car, trembling. "Patrick! Please listen to me. Just this once!" she shouted. The door opened. Gloria was dragged into the car all of a sudden. She was drenched to the skin, and water soaked Patrick's clothes. "Patrick, I didn't ask those rogues to hurt Gabrielle." Before her voice died away, Patrick pinched her chin unmercifully. "Why are you so obsessed with me?" his voice was magnetic. "What?" Gloria was a little stunned. Patrick was her mate. She and her wolf recognized him right away at the mating gathering. 'Why would he suddenly ask so?' Gloria wondered. Patrick pinched Gloria's chin, while he reached out his other hand and touched her cold, wet face with his fingers. Gloria was lost in Patrick's gentle eyes and felt as if he was asking, "Are you cold?" However, Patrick suddenly turned cold again. "Gloria, do you want me that much that you had to kill Gabrielle?" Gloria felt a chill inside as if a bucket of icy water had been poured over her head. She laughed bitterly and came to her senses. Patrick, her mate, had always been so. How could she forget the fact that he had always been cold to her? After all, Patrick's gentleness was never meant for her. It was not gentleness but a demon's smile.As she screamed, Gloria was pushed out of the car and fell to the ground.
Patrick's cold voice came to her ears. "In the name of the Mood Goddess, I, Patrick Hammond, Alpha of Black Thorn Pack, reject Gloria Carter as my mate." Gloria raised her head and looked into the car in disbelief. "Patrick! You can't reject me. You don't know how much I love you! Please let me explain... Please..." "Miss Carter, I may consider listening to you, if..." Patrick looked up indifferently. He cast a glance at Gloria and said, "If you stay in the square in the rain till morning. Then, perhaps, I'll give you a chance."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 stubbo
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