Chapter 4 Too Late
Melissa’s POV:
“You’re a werewolf without a wolf spirit?”
My heart skipped a beat.
Other than the manager and the security team, barely anyone at the lounge knew I was a woman, let alone sensed that I was a werewolf.
To avoid unwanted attention at work, I always disguised myself with a masculine voice and carefully altered my appearance!
Adrian was sharp–almost terrifyingly so.
“Yes,” I muttered, avoiding his gaze.
“Who sent you?” Adrian’s face was tight with anger.
“I … I just wanted to … ”
Before I could finish, he cut me off coldly. “Let me guess–you were trying to set me up. Climb into my bed, get yourself pregnant, and then blackmail me into making you my Luna?”
His accusation was so ridiculous that it nearly made me explode with rage.
I was still struggling in his grip, nearly choking, but that didn’t stop me from snapping back. “You arrogant bastard! I wouldn’t want to be involved with your kind if my life depended on it! You…
Before I could finish, he suddenly released my throat.
I collapsed to the floor like a rag doll, gasping for air, coughing uncontrollably.
That’s when I realized–this entire 38th floor was a private residence.
The sleek, silver–gray interior screamed luxury and power.
Adrian had known I was following him from the start.
“You know what I hate most?” he asked, his eyes bloodshot, his breath coming out in short, ragged bursts.
“Cough… Cough… Cough…”
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My throat burned so badly I could hardly speak. But deep down, I was relieved he hadn’t shifted into his wolf form and torn me apart.
“If you’re so desperate to die, I’ll make it easy for you,” he growled.
Without warning, Adrian grabbed my arm and hauled me up like I weighed nothing, then flung me onto the bed in the adjacent bedroom.
“Hey–what the hell do you think you’re doing?”
I was terrified. The sheer force of Adrian’s aura as the Alpha King stirred a primal fear deep in my werewolf blood.
He didn’t respond. He pulled off his tie with one hand while holding a remote in the other. He pressed a button, and the blackout curtains instantly drew shut, plunging the room into darkness.
In the pitch–black room, I suddenly felt my clothes being ripped apart.
“You bastard! Let go of me!”
I hadn’t expected this–I hadn’t even had the chance to explain myself, and now he thought I’d schemed my way into his life.
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Even as a ninth–degree black belt in Taekwondo, I was completely powerless against him. He didn’t even need to shift–just Adrian, as he was, was too much for me.
“You drugged me, and now you’re playing hard to get?” he sneered.
“What the hell are you talking about? I came here … To get my money!”
I kept fighting him off. But the moment my hand brushed against his skin, I realized how dangerously hot his body was.
A drug?
It hit me all at once. He’d been drugged with something to stimulate desire.
I tried to get up, to run. But it was already too late.
He pinned me down. When my crying started getting on his nerves, he didn’t bother trying to comfort me–he simply shoved his tie into my mouth. “Too noisy.”
That night, he didn’t stop. Over and over, he took what he wanted. I passed out more than once, only to wake up again in
tears.
Fuck!
I couldn’t tell if it was Adrian’s inhuman stamina or the effect of whatever drug he’d been given.
In my head, I cursed him a thousand times.
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By the time I woke up again, it was already noon.
Lying in bed, I tried to move and was instantly hit with a wave of soreness that made my whole body ache.
It felt like I’d been run over–every inch of me hurt–and the stickiness on my skin made me want to crawl out of it.
I forced myself upright, scanning the room. Adrian was long gone. On the nightstand, there was a neatly folded set of clean clothes.
I dragged myself to the bathroom for a quick rinse. I didn’t even have time to remove my makeup–I just wanted answers.
But when I stepped out of the bedroom, I found someone else waiting. A man I’d never seen before sat on the couch in the living room.
I’m Andy Harper, Alpha King Adrian’s Beta,” he said before I could say a word.
“Where the hell is that bastard Adrian?” I snapped. “He sleeps with me and then ghosts me like it never happened? He doesn’t want to take responsibility?”
I was furious.
Andy blinked at me, clearly stunned. Maybe he’d never seen anyone dare to talk about Adrian that way.
He tried to keep his composure, but his voice was icy. “The Alpha gave specific instructions. Either you take the morning- after pill and get out of Gotham … Or you die. Your choice, Ms. Cruise.”
He knew my name. So Adrian had looked at me.
My stomach dropped. The chill in Andy’s voice made it clear. Adrian wasn’t bluffing.
My fire instantly died down.
I bit my lip and said, “Erm I… I want to see Adrian. I saved his life, didn’t I? He can’t just treat me like this.”
Andy gave a cold, dismissive chuckle. “That kind of pathetic lie? You think the Alpha would believe it?”
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“I’m not lying! That night.
“Ms. Cruise!”
Andy cut me off, his patience gone. His glare was sharp, and his tone turned threatening. “Watch yourself. Push me any further, and I won’t be so polite.”
At that moment, the elevator chimed.
I thought–hoped–it was Adrian.
But instead, an elegant older woman stepped out. Her silver–white hair was perfectly styled, and her posture radiated authority.
It was Camila Watson, Adrian’s grandmother. Two attendants followed behind her.
Andy immediately stood and bowed. “Mrs. Harlow.”
Camila strode into the room, gave Andy a hard stare, and barked, “What do you think you’re doing?”
Then she turned to me, sizing me up with a sharp, calculating gaze.
“I was just handling a private matter on the Alpha’s behalf,” Andy answered carefully.
Camila’s eyes landed on the box of morning–after pills on the table. Her face darkened. “That ‘private matter‘ of yours–does
it involve wiping out the Alpha King’s heir and the great–grandchild of the Harlows?”
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