âOf course not,â I sneered in disdain.
I believed in my wolfâs intuition.
When that girl showed up, my wolf, Damien, didnât feel a thing.
But even I had to admit that she did feel different from the other girls I had slept with.
Maybe it was because she was still a virgin.
âThen whatâs wrong? Still canât forget about Marley?â Carlos kept teasing me.
âOh, thatâs how it is.
Our noble Alpha wouldnât be attracted to a hooker! Heâs just still hung up on Marley!â
âAre you serious?â I asked wryly.
Marley?
No one in their right mind would hung up on her.
Recalling what had happened on Marleyâs wedding, I felt so disgusted âCarlos, you have no idea how messed up it was.
After I slept with that hooker, Marleyâs younger brother, Colin, barged into the room and tried to blackmail me, demanding that I cancel part of the Frosty River Packâs debts.
Otherwise, he was going to sue me for r@pe.
â
âSeriously? Ha-ha!â Carlos couldnât help but burst into laughter.
âDoes Marley know what her brother did?â
âNo idea.
â I lazily walked over to the bar counter.
As I asked the bartender to pour me a glass of wine, I told Carlos, âBut Marley is just as bad as him.
She married Eduardo only to solve the Frosty River Packâs financial crisis.
I just didnât expect that her brother would be even more stupid than her.
I canât believe he actually hired a virgin hooker to deceive me.
Itâs ridiculous!â
âHa-ha!â Carlos Laughed again.
âOh, my noble Alpha, it seems you fell right into their s@x trap.
â
I sneered and said nothing more.
I just took the glass of wine from the bartender and downed its contents.
âIn the past, Marley tried to trick me into paying off the debts of her pack.
But I didnât fall for it.
â
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However, I still spent a night with that girl.
That was why I was so angry.
I actually thought that the girl was interested in me, and I did feel attracted to her, but in the end, she was a fraud.
The very second I found out the truth, the amazing feeling vanished.
I felt nothing but cheated.
Having s@x with that girl was an insult to me.
So when I ran into the girl in the bar just now, I chose to humiliate her with the most hurtful words in an effort to restore my dignity.
But strangely, I didnât feel an ounce of satisfaction after successfully humiliating the girl.
On the contrary, her tear-stained face lingered in my mind.
It made me feel even more irritable.
This feeling was very strange.
I had never felt this way before.
I downed another glass of wine, trying to suppress this strange feeling, but it only grew stronger and stronger.
âCarlos.
â In the end, I couldnât control myself.
âGo and catch up with Leonel and that hooker.
Make sure she doesnât die in my territory.
â
Then, I turned to the bartender and spat, âCongratulations! Youâre tired.
Your wine is terrible.
â