Chapter9.
I collected the remaining stones. Tanner, unwilling to admit defeat, cheated, “I also have five in at
row! I won too!”
I looked at her like she was an idiot.“So, can I keep going?”
I placed another stone, completing another five–stone row. Then another. I won.
Tanner’s face turned red. She demanded a rematch. And another.
I played calmly, sometimes winning quickly, sometimes letting her get close to winning before defeating her. I was playing her like a fool.
Tanner started crying.
“Enough!” Jason snatched the game box, his face cold. His aura turned to aggressive to me, but protective to Tanner.
Tanner ran to him and cried, as if I had bullied her. Jason comforted her, and Vera joined in, scolding me.“It’s just a game, why be so serious? You’re so petty!”
The sounds became a blur. Jason’s face was like a faded photograph–once bright and dazzling. now distorted and gray.
“ONLY NINETEEN DAYS LEFT! WE WILL MOVE ON.” My wolf’s voice softly but firmly. I shrugged, scattering my game pieces across the board, stood up, and left.
A few drops of blood fell onto the chessboard along with the motion of tossing the pieces. I walked outside, and when I noticed her fingers were cold, I realized that, at some point, my nails had dug into palm and drawn blood.
“Sophia!” Jason called, his voice tinged with worry. He stood to chase me, but Tanner held him back. She cried more badly.
I left. My phone rang–Jason. I blocked him. Then, I texted Vera: Fifteen million! One cent less, and you’ll pay dearly!
Vera nearly had a heart attack when she saw that message.
I was driving, the sky turning dark, rain beginning to fall.
Suddenly, a yellow motorcycle zoomed in front of me. I braked hard.
“Bang!” A car rear–ended me, my head hitting the steering wheel. Sharp pain shot through my temple. The world through the rain–streaked windshield was a blur of red.
I wiped the blood from my eyes. Without transformation to a wolf, I, as an omega, was quite weak in body strength. I’d been rear–ended. The motorcycle was gone.
A knock on my window.
I rolled it down. A man in his fifties, wearing glasses, held a black umbrella. “Miss, I’m sorry, it was my fault. The heir is in a hurry; can we just exchange contact information? We will cover all
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“Let the Pack Enforcer handle it.”
I was already in a bad mood; now I was furious.
I got out, seeing the rear of my car dented by the Bentley behind, I frowned and took photos for evidence, and called the Pack Enforcer.
The man returned to his car.“Sir, the lady doesn’t want to settle privately…”
The rain intensified. A man in the backseat watched me–soaked, frustrated, my white shirt clinging to my body, raindrops clinging to my eyelashes and lips.
“Sir Liam Chandler said.
The man glanced at his watch. Zane Sullivan is on his way. I’ll go; you stay.”
I returned to my car. The Pack Enforcer arrived, along with a silver Maybach.
The men got out. There was the older man, and another tall, elegant man–pale skin, dark eyes. He looked at me, his gaze sharp and intense. My wolf was confused, “I FEEL STERANGELY FAMILIAR WITH HIM…”
“Give her this.” The man gave Liam his jacket. He got in the Maybach and drove off.
Liam gave me the jacket. “Miss, your clothes are wet. Put this on.”
My shirt was clinging, revealing my undergarments. I took the jacket.“Thank you.”
Liam spoke to the Pack Enforcer. The Maybach sped away, and I only saw a glimpse of the man’s face. The jacket still held his warmth, a scent of sandalwood cutting through the cold rain.
The Pack Enforcer handled the situation, we exchanged contact information. Liam offered to take me to the hospital.
I refused; my mood had improved. I apologized for my earlier behavior, explaining I was upset, and thanked him. “I’ll dry clean and send back your jacket.”
Liam didn’t say it was unnecessary. Given the young master’s temperament, even if it were returned, he probably wouldn’t want it, but he still responded politely.
I went to the hospital alone. Jason, unable to reach me and seeing the rain, was panicked. His wolf made random guesses, disturbing his mind and unsettling him. He received a call about my
accident.
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