Gloria thought, 'I know what it's like to owe someone her life because I can't pay it back.
Even though I am working my ass off, trying to save money to get my freedom back, I know Mica will never see any of my efforts.
I don't care about Lillian. I don't like or hate her, though she is selfish and insolent, and she has crossed the line many times. Also, it's not my intention to meddle in others' business and come here to plead for her.
I simply don't want to owe someone her life, whether it's a nice person or not, and whether it has something to do with me directly or not. I just don't want it whatsoever.
That's why I came here after all, though I was so reluctant.'
When Gloria was yelling, she said she didn't want to owe someone her life, and Patrick heard her.
Patrick pondered for a while, and he had his guess.
Patrick did not know that Gloria was referring to Mica. Instead, he figured that Gloria was repentant for causing Gabrielle's death.
All of a sudden, Patrick lowered his head and kissed Gloria's lips. He bit her lips hard as if trying to bite her dry and rough lips into pieces.
For the first time since Gabrielle's death, he heard Gloria admit that she owed a life!
Though he deeply believed that Gabrielle's death had something to do with Gloria, Gloria never admitted it after the incident. She stood firm even when she was tossed into the werewolf prison. However, today, she had finally admitted it herself. She owed a life!
Patrick had a weird, inexplicable feeling. He was so sure that Gloria was behind it, but he had no idea that hearing it from her would upset him this much.
"Gloria, you're finally admitting it," said Patrick.
"What?" Gloria didn't understand. Why did Patrick suddenly say this?
However, Patrick didn't explain. He said, "Gloria, I will grant your request. Now, I'll do as you wish."
Patrick gave in to Leo's desire. He no longer suppressed Leo.
He indulged Leo's lust for their mate and ripped Gloria's clothes fiercely.
Looking at Gloria's fair breasts, he was turned on. His eyes were burning with lust.
Gloria was pushed onto the sofa, and her pants were thrown to the floor.
Patrick felt that his desire was about to erupt like a volcano, enveloping him.
There was no foreplay, no caresses.
Patrick possessed Gloria in an instant. Gloria's eyes widened. She stared painfully at the ceiling, her body wrenching.
She suddenly realized that pain was the only thing Patrick could ever give her.
But it made her mind clearer.
She thought, 'He said I was finally admitting it. What was he suggesting? That I had something to do with her death?
It turns out he misunderstood me again.
Patrick, you are so ridiculous. You never admit you're wrong.' Gloria suddenly laughed.
"What are you laughing at? Stop it!" He felt angry.
Gloria didn't seem to hear him at all. Her laughter became even more unbridled.
"I said, stop it! Stop laughing!" He hated her laughter. It upset him.
Patrick exerted a lot of force on his waist, causing her more pain. She continued to laugh in pain.
He thought, 'Why is she laughing? What's so funny?
She was the one who had done the wrong thing. She was the one who owed Gabrielle her life. She didn't get to laugh!'
"Shut up!" He was so annoyed that he couldn't bear it anymore.
Patrick leaned over and pressed his thin lips over hers.
He thought, 'Now you can shut up.'
Gloria bit Patrick's lips hard. He raised his head in pain and wiped the blood from his mouth with his thumb.
"You bit me?" he asked, looking at her in disbelief.
Gloria said, "Mr. Hammond, I owe a life indeed, but it had nothing to do with Gabrielle."
Then she closed her eyes. She was exhausted.
She did not want to explain to Patrick whose life she owed, because Patrick would not want to hear it at all.
"Hey, open your eyes!"
Patrick saw her close her eyes and thought she didn't want to look at him.
He narrowed his eyes and shouted coldly, "Open your eyes!"
However, she didn't respond. Patrick reached out and pushed her, and her head flopped limply to the side.
Patrick's heart skipped a beat. "Gloria?"
Gloria fainted, and she didn't react at all. Patrick was startled.
Leo, planning to mark their mate, was so distressed that he let out an angry whine in Patrick's mind.
Patrick hurriedly took a step back, bent down, picked her up, and ran to the bedroom.
He thought, 'Damn it! Her body is burning!
She was doing fine when I got her out of the room!'
"Sean, where are you? Come here!" Patrick mind-linked Sean.
Sean's helpless voice rang out in Patrick's mind. Sean replied, "Alpha Patrick, I'm the pack's doctor, not your private doctor. I just left and you are calling me again. What's the matter this time?"
"Get your ass down here! She fainted again. Did you check her thoroughly?" Patrick looked at Gloria and frowned.
Sean immediately said, "Gloria? She's alright. Just let her get some rest and take her pills, and she'll be OK. Are you questioning my competency as a doctor? Wait a second. Why is she with you again?"
Sean thought for a moment and suddenly shouted, "What the fuck? Patrick, you didn't do anything to that poor woman again, did you? She is very fragile. She should thank the Moon Goddess for not letting her get sick. And yet you tortured her? Patrick, if you hate her so much, why don't you just kill her? That'll be easier for everyone."
"Wait." Patrick's eyes flickered. "Fragile? What do you mean by that? She is still in one piece, isn't she?"
Sean said, "That's true. And it's also true that she doesn't have her wolf."
Patrick's hands trembled a little.
Sean continued, "If you don't believe me, lift her shirt and see for yourself."