I could see that she wanted to teach these annoying men a Lesson.
I was worried about her, so I had no choice but to follow them to the private room.
There were more men inside the room, and they were all a Little drunk.
Their eyes were glassy and their faces were red.
Countless empty wine bottles littered the table.
Before we sat down and enjoyed ourselves, one of the drunk men blatantly said, âAdamâs asking price is too high.
Calebâs the highest bidder right now.
Do you think heâll get it?â
Another drunkard shook his head and said, âNot necessarily.
I heard that Marley was willing to give Adam some benefits as some kind of x-deal.
At present, the other packs havenât made a move yet, so I donât think itâs a sure thing whether Caleb will win or not.
â
I knew that they were talking about the auction of the town, so I pricked up my ears eagerly.
But judging from what they were saying, Adam seemed to be hesitating whether to sell the town to Caleb or Marley.
âWhat auction? Whatâre you guys talking about?â Zoe looked around the room in confusion.
The man who spoke up first looked her up and down and licked his Lips obscenely.
As he reached out to grab her, he said, âIâll tell you as long as you make me happy tonight.
â
The manâs hand slowly reached for her waist.
That was the last straw for Zoe.
âf@ck off!â
Without hesitation, she punched the man square in the face.
âALâ
The man screamed in pain and crashed into the table.
The bottles of wine on the table fell to the floor and shattered, filling the air with the bittersweet smell of alcohol.
Instantly, chaos broke loose.
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âWhat the hell did you do, bitch?â
Several drunkards stood up at the same time, glaring at us fiercely.
They were clearly hostile, even going so far as to turn into wolves as they approached Zoe.
Zoe, on the other hand, didnât so much as bat an eyelash.
She even smiled at them with a sneer.
âTo teach you guys a lesson, of course!â
Hearing her provocation, the drunkards howled in anger and rushed at her.
To my surprise, Zoe didnât shift into a wolf, but defended herself in her human form.
She calmly stepped aside and stuck out her foot as the drunkard in the lead rushed at her, tripping him to the floor.
Without giving him a chance to recover, she stepped hard on his hand.
There were still pieces of glass on the floor.
The drunkardâs hand was crushed between Zoeâs heel and sharp shards.
Naturally, he let out a shrill scream of pain.