Chapter 33 Furious

Caden was the head of the Four Great Packs in Rivemo and the rightful heir of the Eclipse Pack

Finister

He controlled dozens of companies under his name, with a combined market value in the hundreds of billions.

If there was anyone you didn’t want to cross, it was Cad

It was obvious from Dale’s reaction to Wendy and me earlier that he’d pieced together I had an unusual connection with Caden. That’s probably why he decided to step in.

I patted Dale on the shoulder, signaling that I didn’t need his protection.

Wendy and Lilian, those two low–level nuisances, were no match for me.

But Dale had already called in two werewolf warriors, who stood intimidatingly in front of Wendy and Lilian, blocking their path.

Seeing this, Wendy had no choice but to back down; being from another pack, she knew better than to challenge werewolf warriors–she’d only end up defeated.

“Ms. Sinclair, my sincerest apologies for not treating you better earlier. Please forgive us!”

I chuckled. Dale was proving to be quite perceptive. I decided then and there to give all my future orders

to them.

I nodded in acknowledgment, thanked Dale, and turned to leave.

As for Wendy, I didn’t care what conclusions she jumped to. It wasn’t like Caden, with his hectic schedule, would bother with such a trivial matter.

Still, seeing Wendy–that witch–gritting her teeth in frustration filled me with undeniable satisfaction.

Night fell, and by seven o’clock, I arrived on time for my appointment.

Chroma Lounge was Rivemon’s most luxurious bar, a place frequented exclusively by the wealthy and powerful werewolves.

“Rosie! O

booth, drinking and playing drinking games with a group of friends

walked over. “Ryan, your new movie wrapped up so

a chair for me. “Rosie, sit here. What would you like to drink?

a drinker, so I smiled and shook my head. “No thanks, I’ll just have

he poured half at glass of red wine for me and a full one for himself.

Ryan, happy birthday!” I didn’t decline further and drank

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Chapter 33 Furious

a beautiful voice floated through the bar, drawing everyone’s

Fincher

where a young woman in a stunning red gown was singing Her shoulder–length wavy hair and charming demeanor captivated the audience, and her voice was

the resident singer here, I think her

“She’s

grinned. “Not bad, but she’s nowhere near as good as you. Rosie, it’s been so long since I’ve heard you sing. Why don’t you sing a

joined in, cheering. “Rosie, sing a

at me with hopeful eyes. “Rosie, would you?”

I was 17, my singing left a deep impression on him.

stage in the center of the bar and nodded

allowed customers to request songs. Amid the enthusiastic applause, I slowly made my way to the stage, dressed in an elegant

dear friend

the music began, I parted my lips and began to

ethereal melody from my voice spread across the entire bar,

Caden’s POV:

VIP suite on the second floor, I kept my eyes fixed on the stage, where the radiant girl looked like a goddess descending

had come with business partners to discuss a deal, never expecting

her saying on the phone that she was meeting someone at a bar, but I hadn’t thought much of it at the time. Yet, here she was,

darkened expression and quickly tried to curry favor. “Mr. Holbrook, please try this green beer. It’s Chroma Lounge’s

green glass in his

what she was doing?

Yet here she was,

the glass in my hand, growing more furious with each passing thought. The next thing I knew, the glass shattered in

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