Chapter 11: The Collar
I don’t know how long passed before I woke. I was back in the wolf’s house, my wound still throbbing. […]
I don’t know how long passed before I woke. I was back in the wolf’s house, my wound still throbbing. […]
After hearing their plan, I didn’t care much. As long as I had food to eat, it didn’t matter who
He Zhi sniffled: “Count me in. I feel bad for her. Back then, I’d see her every few days and
After eating, I couldn’t stand staying in the mansion a moment longer and pestered the maid to take me out.
The mansion was only two stories tall, about seven or eight meters from the first floor to the second. In
I didn’t know where they were taking me. My heart sank into despair, bracing for the worst—being sold to some
The wolf’s ruthless cruelty was etched in my memory. Staying here, I couldn’t kill him, and I might end up
The day I saved him was my best chance for revenge. Now, I’d brought this upon myself—lifting a rock only
I woke to the chirping of birds outside. It was the next day, and I was still alive, wearing a
The client snapped back to reality, striding toward me with excitement: “It’s you!” I brightened, muttering under my breath: “One