"Gloria, why are you crying?" Patrick sat up and reached out to hug Gloria.
Gloria pushed him away subconsciously. Feeling that she was wrong, she explained, "I had a nightmare."
Patrick breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Don't be afraid. I'm here."
He tucked her in and hugged her with the quilt.
Gloria fell asleep again in his arms.
Perhaps it was because she was too tired. This was the first time she had fallen asleep next to Patrick in the past few days.
Patrick's deep gaze rested precisely on the fruit knife in the corner, and he then lowered his eyes.
He turned off the light, lay down, and wrapped Gloria in his arms more tightly.
Patrick had to deal with three important things.
The first was to find out the truth about Gabrielle's death. Second, he needed a child to keep Gloria by his side. Third, the villa was under a strict security system, and he needed to find out who gave the bottle of contraceptive pills to Gloria. And what was his purpose?
He knew the answer to the third question.
"Leave," Patrick said to Damon expressionlessly.
Damon frowned and asked in confusion, "Alpha Patrick, I grew up in the Black Thorn Pack, and here is my home. You are the Alpha of the pack, and I dare not defy you, but please tell me the reason."
Patrick was not that angry at first, but Damon's words displeased him.
Patrick sneered. "Don't you know why? I didn't expect that someone would dare to betray me in the heavily guarded villa. Damon, should I thank you for giving her a bottle of contraceptive pills instead of poison?"
Damon's heart skipped a beat. He subconsciously believed that Gloria had told Patrick about that.
He thought, 'Sure enough, no woman can refuse Alpha Patrick.
'It seems that I am right.
'Gloria must have asked me to give her those pills on purpose! She complained to Alpha Patrick and framed me! What a scheming bitch!'
A look of anger appeared on Damon's face. He lowered his head to prevent Patrick from noticing it.
"Alpha Patrick, I don't know what you are talking about," Damon denied firmly.
Patrick looked at Damon and said coldly. "Admit it or not, you must move out today."
"Alpha Patrick!" Damon exclaimed.
"Shut up. I don't want to hear your explanations." Patrick stopped Damon.
Damon nodded solemnly. "Alright, Alpha Patrick."
He clenched his fists behind him. Facing Patrick's tough attitude, it would be useless for him to say more.
Damon had worked for Patrick for more than ten years. He had watched Patrick take over the Black Thorn Pack from Alex and the pack become the strongest one in Gabbs under Patrick's leadership. A powerful leader like Patrick would not change his mind easily.
In the garden of the villa, a werewolf was handing over something to Hank.
They parted after a few words.
Hank did not open the brown file bag and ran back with a serious face.
He entered the hall and went straight to the study.
Damon had just left Patrick's study and bumped into Hank, who was in a hurry.
The file bag in Hank's hand fell to the ground, and the papers inside were scattered all over.
"I'm sorry. I'll help you pick them up." Damon squatted down and picked up a piece of paper. He glanced at it unwittingly and was shocked by its content.
But before he could take a closer look, Hank immediately reached out and took away the paper. He said hurriedly, "It's OK. Damon. I can manage"
Damon wasn't in the mood to stay. He nodded and left hurriedly.
He ran to the bathroom on the first floor.
He entered the bathroom and locked the door.
Damon mind linked Alex and he was eager to contact him as soon as possible.
"Alpha Alex, something went wrong," Damon said anxiously.
Alex was fishing when he received Damon's mind link. He was disturbed and felt unhappy. He said sternly, "Damon, calm down. What happened?"
Damon walked back and forth and said, "Alpha Alex, Alpha Patrick has found out about what happened back then!"
"That's impossible. I handled it myself. He couldn't have found out anything," Alex denied right away. He brought up and taught Patrick everything himself.
"It's true! Hank walked in a hurry with a bag and bumped into me. The files in the bag were scattered all over the ground. I picked up a random one and saw the content. Although Hank was on guard against me, I took a quick look and found that the files were related to those things!"
Alex was shocked. He asked, "Are you sure?"
"Yes! When I went downstairs, Hank was still picking up the documents from the ground. We can't let Alpha Patrick read them. Think of a way!" Damon was about to go crazy, or he would not dare to urge Alex.
"Shut up! Stop shouting!" Alex's face was ashen. He said coldly, "Leave it to me. I will talk to you later."
After that, he cut off the mink link.
Hank picked up the documents from the ground. He only glanced at them when he was sorting them out. As the most loyal guard of the pack, he would not peek at Patrick's things.
He put the documents back into the bag and knocked on the door.
"Come in." Patrick's voice came through the door.
Hank hurried to Patrick and said respectfully, "Alpha Patrick, there's a document for you."
Patrick opened the folder and took out the documents. Before he could take a look at them, he sensed that someone was mind linking him.
Patrick frowned. It was a werewolf who followed Alex, and Patrick didn't want to hear any news from him.
However, the werewolf was persistent.
Patrick pursed his lips and put down the documents. Then, he took a deep breath and accepted the mind link.
A minute later, Patrick's face changed greatly. He stood up with a grave expression.
He glanced at the folder again and ignored the document. He picked up his black coat, scarf, and gloves from the chair.
"Alpha Patrick, what happened?" Hank asked in confusion.
"Grandfather fell unconscious. The doctor is trying to save him now," Patrick said as he walked out.
He went out of the study and walked downstairs. Hank ran to drive the car.
Patrick suddenly thought of something. He said to Kevin, "Kevin, take care of Gloria when I'm not here."
Hank drove the car over. Patrick got into the car hurriedly and left.