- Arthur's POV -
Mark is a violent, unruly man who has caused a lot of trouble since he was a child. I don't know if his flaws are inherited from me or if he has a grumpy wolf too.
In order not to kill Mark in my anger, I rarely met with him and disciplined him. I gave him as much freedom as possible and assumed that good schooling would help him correct his flaws.
However, according to the surveillance results from my subordinates, Mark seemed to be getting worse and worse in his excessive freedom. He had become uncontrollable.
So, even the best schooling could not compensate for the negative effects of his mother's passing on the son's upbringing? Should I change to a harsher form of discipline?
I sat behind my desk and pondered this problem.
At the same time, I never expected that a totally unknown girl would sneak into my house, the clean room I had prepared for my son.
- Crystal's POV -
Hot...so hot...
I feel like I'm on fire. There is a fire between my chest and lungs, and the flame spreads to my limbs and finally converges on my private parts.
The temperature below the private parts is not just hot anymore, it is burning, scalding hot. So hot that I feel like something has melted and is gurgling.
This strange sensation came on strong and overwhelming. It was like a wave that slapped me to the shore and then rolled me into the center of the sea without a second interval.
I curled up, clasped my arms, tangled my legs, and moaned in unbearable pain.
I'm going to die... I thought, I'm going to die...
My breath was hot and steamy, and surely even my blood was boiling. My heart was contracting rapidly in my chest, and every circulation of blood made my scalp explode with a tingling sensation.
I can't tell if this horrible feeling is pain or something else.
"Help... Help..."
I mumbled in a low voice, my watery lips hissing hot air.
"Help me... I feel so bad... so hot..." My low voice sounded like it was squeezed out of my lungs, and I didn't know that I had tears running down my face and saliva dripping onto my chest.
"It's hot..."
I was just going to go inside and hide for a while, and then I would leave when Mark left, but I was in such a state that I couldn't even hear the sound of the car starting outside the house. I just wanted to find something to drown out the heat on my skin.
Finally, my disoriented eyes locked on the bathroom in the room...
- Arthur's POV -
I couldn't settle down to read on the second floor, and I even thought I heard imaginary voices.
I clearly saw my son driving away in his car, but I thought I heard a noise coming from downstairs.
I was the only one living in this private villa.
I do not allow any of my subordinates to come here to report on their work. Except for the omega who comes to clean at a regular time every week, there shouldn't be anyone.
Could it be that Mark is back again?
I walked out of the room and tentatively walked down the stairs.
The further down the stairs I went, the more obvious the movement became, and the sound was coming from the rooms.
I stopped to listen, and soon I pinpointed the source of the sound - Mark's room.
"Mark..."
I whispered, the tight corners of my lips finally easing a bit. The anger inside was calmed a little.
It seemed that Mark had behaved himself and not gone out. Maybe my son is not so hopeless.
With that in mind, I raised my hand and knocked on the door.
"Open the door, Mark. We had a bad conversation earlier. I think we can talk again."
After saying that, I waited for a long time, but there was just no response.
"Open the door. Let's talk again."
There was still no response.
I doubtfully frowned and listened with my left ear, and there was indeed a sound.
"I know you're in there. Open the door, I..."
"Doh!"
Before the words were out of my mouth, there was a violent banging sound from inside, as if a person had fallen.
With a furrowed brow, I burst through the door.
It was dark behind the door, and there was no one there, only a muffled grunt of pain coming from the bathroom.
I hurriedly took a big step forward and pulled open the bathroom door, while turning on the light at the same time.
I was overwhelmed by what I saw.
"Oh, my moon goddess..."
What did I see? There was a soaked girl lying on the floor of the bathroom.
The girl raised her head at the same time, and it was a face of a complete stranger...
"Who...are you?" I asked in surprise.
How did this strange girl appear in my son's bathroom?
Was she a thief? Or a spy?
The girl raised a pair of watery eyes and, not knowing if she had seen my face or not, began to curl her body and shiver.
"Don't come over...don't...please..."
I watched her slowly shrink into a small corner, her wet hair sticking behind her ears, with her head resting against her knees.
The white, soaking wet t-shirt clung to her body, almost transparent. I could clearly see the shape of each of her ribs, shivering under the pale skin.
What a skinny, bony girl.
She was flushed with an abnormal pink color, and her body was trembling.
I held my breath as the defenses of my mind inexplicably collapsed.
What a poor cat that accidentally fell into the water, I thought unconsciously.
In less than three seconds, I had completely removed her from the unkind terms "thief", "spy" and so on, leaving only the adjectives "pitiful", "vulnerable" and even a few words like "cute" in my mind.
"Are you okay?"
I squinted and sensed something was wrong with the girl's state.
Perhaps her skin was too pale, so some of the marks of bruises looked particularly appalling.
Looking at her blood-red elbow, and thinking of the sound of falling that I had just heard outside, I couldn't help but walk over to her.
"Did you fall? Are there any injuries?"
- Crystal's POV -
As soon as I heard someone approaching, I immediately screamed in fear, "Aaaahhhh-go away! Go away!"
I'm in such a terrible state. I had been in the bathtub for a long time, and my body was cold, but the fire inside was still burning. Now my body was a mix of ice and fire, and I was even a little out of my mind.
The most fearful thing in my mind is Mark, and my greatest fear is that Mark, who drugged me, will find me. Now that someone was approaching, I assumed subconsciously that it was Mark.
"Leave me alone... please leave me alone..." I shivered and curled into a ball, my arms clutching my wet body.
I remembered what Mark had said when he called, that he had asked out a bunch of cronies, just to take me over to them for fun.
I took Mark's pill, and now my body is...very sensitive and weird...especially the organ between my legs. It is so hungry that it can eat my panties.
I am a virgin, I just want to have sex with a man who respects me and loves me.
I don't want to be used as a sex toy for a group of horny men to vent their desires. Instead of being tortured by them, I would rather die! I'd rather kill myself!
- Arthur's POV -
I walked towards the girl as far as I could in a gesture that did not show a threat. I even felt like I was comforting a wounded wildcat, but I did not expect this wildcat to be so wild.
Before my hand even touched the girl's shoulder, she raised her head tearfully and then, caught off guard, slammed hard against the edge of the tub.
"No!" I screamed out in shock at the girl's suicidal behavior. But the girl seemed even more frightened and hit her head against the tub several times.
How could I have expected the girl to have a death wish? I have always been known as "calm" but I was scared and confused at this point. In a panic, I covered the girl's forehead with my hand.
"Ouch!"
The girl hit her forehead hard again, so the back of my hand hit the bathtub with a fierce bump, and my finger bones hurt like they were broken. After I yelled out in pain, I hurriedly hugged the strange girl tightly.
"Are you crazy?"
I have always remained calm and steady, but at this moment, I almost roared a broken voice. If what just shattered was not my finger bones, it most likely would be the girl's skull.
"Let go of me! Let go of me!"
The wildcat in my arms cried hoarsely and wearily, her slender hands pounding wildly on my body. She was close to an emotional breakdown.
The skin on my palm is cold as if I am holding a block of ice in my arms.
But the ice seems to be encasing the magma. There is a constant flow of heat from contact.
"Please... Please... Leave me alone..."
I have never been in such a chaotic mood for a moment. A person who appeared without warning committed suicide in front of me without reason. Everything happened in less than a minute.
My mind was still stuck on the first moment when the girl lifted her wet eyes to look at me...
I don't know what I was thinking. I only knew that I would never, ever allow the girl in my arms to die here.
"Let go of me..."
"You are driving me crazy!"
Ignoring the girl's struggling hands, I picked her up from the water, where she writhed like a fish.
Without saying a word, I walked out of the bathroom and threw the girl on the bed.
What should I do to calm this little wildcat?
I tried to communicate with the girl, but my approach was met with hysterical screams. I had to take a few steps back.
The girl was too defensive, like an animal fighting to the death against a hunter. Too bad she doesn't know I'm just trying to help her.
During the brief confrontation, I was able to find time to think.
Why is this girl here?
All the clues point to the fact that it was Mark's fault.
I had heard that Mark would tease some pretty girls, but I didn't think he would go so far. Even reluctant girls he had to use tricks to capture.
I know exactly what an asshole my son is, and I've heard of all the scandalous things Mark has done. I tried to stop it, but sometimes the so-called "victims" are self-indulgent. They want Mark's money and are willing to trade their young bodies for profit.
But this young girl in front of me is clearly different. I can easily figure out what Mark thinks of her.
Clean, pure, pathetic, weak, and easily aroused the sadistic desires of others.
Like a lamb to the slaughter.
Oh no, I can't over-associate anymore.
"Don't worry, Mark won't hurt..."
The girl screamed at the name "Mark" at the beginning of the sentence.
I sighed.
Just now, outside that door, I thought that my son could be saved, that our relationship could be fixed, but now...
Sure enough, it's time for me to discipline Mark.
I changed my approach, and instead of talking or walking up to the girl to frighten her, I first looked around the room to see if there was anything I could use.
Although my son rarely came home, I did my part as a father. I furnished his room with everything, including a medical kit for trauma.
I retrieved the antiseptic alcohol and bandages. Looking toward the bed, the frightened, frail young girl was sunken into the large, soft bed, curled up unconsciously.
It looked like she was in a semi-conscious state.
- Arthur's POV -I tried to step forward and gently put my hand on the girl's shoulder.The shoulder under the palm cowered for a moment, and then there was no major resistance to the action.I let out a long, inaudible breath. She finally stopped fussing.Looking at that overly youthful face, I suddenly did not know how to start.She seems to be such a fragile girl. Where does she get such desperate and ruthless energy? Perhaps under her fragile appearance hides a tough soul.I pulled up the bed sheet for the girl to wipe her wet hair. Gently wipe from the forehead to behind the ear. I didn't even realize that my actions were considerate and soft.I haven't shown my gentleness to any female since my mate died 18 years ago.After treating the wound on her forehead, I tore the girl's white T-shirt and prepared to treat the injuries on her shoulder and elbow. The girl was shivering all the time, but she just didn't have the strength to struggle.As I expected, the girl fell very badly.
- Arthur's POV - The girl was possessed with a thirst for water. She could not hold back for a moment. Seeing a drop of water on my thumb, she reached out the tip of her tongue to lick it. The moist red tongue was like the wicked snake that seduced Eve. It made people fall, and it could not be avoided. She sucked my weakest, sensitive palm gently. My head was in a fog. My hand was out of control. The glass fell with a dull thud. I shivered at the noise and hurried down to pick up the glass. I didn't expect the girl on the edge of the bed to fall over limply, and I hurried to hold her shoulders steady again. "I'm so thirsty..." The girl had completely embraced me as her savior, as if all her needs could be met here. "I'm so thirsty... I want more..." I unconsciously rolled my Adam's apple, "I, I'll go get you some water...um-" Before the words were out of my mouth, suddenly, there was a hot licking sensation on my Adam's apple. It turned out that I had long been sweating unkno
- Crystal's POV -Alpha Arthur is pretty tall, he's probably over 6 feet. He is already much taller than the average male werewolf, and when it comes to me, it's like a mountain standing in front of me.I am a genetically defective omega, I am slender and thin, and I look small compared to omega's of my age, let alone with Arthur.The top of my head only reached Arthur's abdomen, and one of his palms could wrap around my entire shoulder.A sense of oppression naturally generated by the physical disparity came over me, and I panicked from the bottom of my heart. Even my voice turned shrill."Let go of me!"Alpha Arthur was silent for a moment, gently letting go of his hand and taking a step back."I'm sorry about last night.""Don't say it!"I wanted to find a needle and stab myself through the eardrums so that I wouldn't have to hear what he was saying.I didn't want to remember anything related to last night at all, let alone the fact that I had taken it upon myself to tempt him to p
- Crystal's POV -Mark didn't come to school for a whole month after that.I didn't ask around, but I did hear that Mark seemed to have been grounded by his father.Everyone knew that Mark's father was Alpha Arthur, and they guessed that Alpha Arthur must be a very strict and scary person.However, my impression was that he was a soft-spoken, elegant gentleman. Although I hated him for taking away my virginity, I must admit that he was a patient and cultured man.Since that incident, I have been more silent than ever. Wherever I went, I kept my head down and never looked anyone in the eye.My classmates were used to my reticence, and they all thought that my change was due to the public rejection by my mate. No one cared about me.During this period of time, I went to the library after school as usual. I didn't go to see Emily again.But I didn't expect that a month later, Emily would come to me on her own initiative."Emily! What's wrong with you?"Looking at the crying Emily in fron
- Crystal's POV -One of them, with his strong hand, grabbed my arm that Mark was holding on to.I looked at the two bodyguards up close and realized that they were taller and stronger than I thought, so what should I do if they were going to help Mark?Suddenly, the force on my wrist loosened, and my hand was actually released.I looked over in surprise, only to see that both bodyguards were holding Mark's left and right hands, respectively, and actually looked like they were stopping him."Mark, Alpha doesn't want you to bully others."I was stunned. These two men...they weren't arranged to protect Mark, but to monitor him?These two men were just too powerful. The muscles under their clothes looked bigger than even Mark's head.Mark couldn't break away, his face was red with anger."I'm not bullying her! Can't I just talk to my classmates? My dad didn't say I'm not allowed to chat with my classmates!"I saw the two bodyguards turn their attention to me simultaneously, as if inquiri
- Crystal's POV -The memories hidden in the depths were hooked up little by little. On that wild night, there was also such a hand stroking my body, and even penetrating my private parts, stirring my heartbeat.The news video was still playing on the screen, and Alpha Arthur tried out other new weapons.The other weapons were much more violent than the gun. But Alpha Arthur seems to be very familiar with every category of weapon.When he jumped down from the tank, all his wildness was released at that moment, as if the calm and composure earlier were a disguise, and his nature was possessive and dominant.The sunlight wrapped around his whole body. All of our eyes were drawn to Alpha Arthur's sculpted, gorgeous face.He was using a monocular, with his other eye closed, and his thick lashes cast a large dark shadow across his high nose.None of us knew what he saw, and his tightly pursed lips suddenly curled up in a charming smile.The video ends, and everything falls silent. But Alph
- Crystal's POV -Putting the phone down, I realized what a crazy thing I had just done.What did I say? Oh my God, what did I say? How dare I be so bold!But, if I didn't, I wouldn't have the money for the operation.I had no way out.An operation of this magnitude can cost millions. Even if I had the patience to save up slowly, the baby in my belly couldn't wait too long.I didn't wait at the door of the dorm. I knew no one would open the door for me, so I walked down to the bottom of the building.- The Third's POV -Shortly after Crystal's figure disappeared down the hallway, the door of the dorm opened a crack.A head poked out to take a look, then retracted and said, "Hey, that bitch left."The dormitory burst into laughter, and Zara's laughter was particularly loud."Hahahahahaha, that damn poor bastard. She deserves it! She's always against us. This time we just denied her entry. Next time we'll throw her stuff out!"The others laughed along with her, and suddenly one of them
- Crystal's POV -When I heard Arthur's reminder, I realized I was blocking the car door. I blushed and hurriedly got out of the car.Standing next to Arthur, I was as shaky as ever. I didn't even dare to raise my head on the way, just staring at the hem of his shirt.After taking off his suit, Arthur's back looked much more approachable.The dressed-up Arthur who appeared on the news earlier was too perfect.It is only suitable for watching and looking up from afar, not for getting along.Of course, even with just his shirt on, he didn't exactly blend in with the ordinary people. Even with his face blocked, his impressive aura and physique likewise made him stand out far from the rest."Am I intimidating?" Arthur, who was sitting across the table ordering food, asked, "You haven't looked up at me."We were already sitting in the booth, surrounded by silence, nothing but the dulcet sound of violins.It was for this reason that Arthur had taken the mask off his face, and the eye-catchi