Chapter 8

Charlotte's POV
Some yellow dye appeared on my fingers.
"I can be sure he is the man who saved me." I tried to suppress the surprise I felt in my heart. I didn't know why he was hiding his identity and hoped he wasn't hostile to me.
Ronald's POV
The hunger in my belly woke me up and I slowly opened my eyes and sat up propped up.
I surveyed everything around me in confusion. Simple wooden furniture, light blue curtains swinging in the wind, a fresh bouquet of lilies in a kettle on the table.
Last night, I was clearly being chased in the alley.
I blinked incredulously as I noticed that my broken arm was wrapped in gauze and the pain from my abdominal wound had subsided.
I had been rescued, but where was I now?
I got out of bed and took a closer look at the furnishings of the house. There were many books on the shelves about werewolf medicine, and the title pages of the books were not signed. I had no way of knowing the name of the book's owner.
I continued to walk towards the outside of the room, and there was a large glass cabinet erected by the wall, which contained many common medicines.
"It seems that the owner of this house is a doctor, no wonder he can treat my injury." I think he must be a good, responsible male doctor.
It seems Wind Pack is not a disgusting place, at least it still has kind doctors here.
I rubbed my forehead, the hunger in my stomach all too apparent. Not interested in wandering around this house, I started looking for a restaurant and food.
Passing through a wooden door, I smelled a strong aroma of heated bacon!
I immediately picked up my pace and a small round table appeared in front of me. There were two plates of steaming bacon on the table, and a large jug of milk next to the cutlery.
A girl with long hair draped in a blanket was busy in front of the stove, she skillfully opened an egg, scrambled it a few times and then sprinkled some spices into the pan.
In an instant, a tantalizing aroma fills the entire dining room.
She turned around with her plate, but it was clear she was startled by my presence.
"Good morning, how are you feeling?" She glanced at me, then calmly addressed me.
She didn't ask me with a sweet smile like those women in the Blackout Pack. If it was in the Blackout Pack, a woman would have twisted her waist and stuck to me at this time, kissing me ingratiatingly.
"I'm fine, thanks." The intense hunger in my belly urged me it was time to hurry up and eat something.
She placed two plates of fried eggs in front of me, then pulled out a chair and sat down.
I looked at her in surprise, "Why are you sitting across from me when your host isn't here yet?"
She froze for a moment and asked me, "What host?
I swallowed the bacon in my mouth, "This ordinary food is actually not bad." I thought to myself.
"The owner of this house, of course. He saved me yesterday. I need to thank him in person." I poured myself a glass of milk.
"He?" The girl looked at me in surprise.
My hunger eased considerably, even as I had joking thoughts. "That's right. Did you save me?"
I surveyed the girl's dress; she was wearing only a long light green dress with a blanket around it. She didn't look like a maid.
Maybe I was wrong. I apologized to the girl. "I'm sorry, miss. Maybe it's your father? Or maybe it was your brother?"
The young lady stood up and propped her hand on the table as she questioned me with some annoyance, "Why would you think it must have been a male who saved you?"
Her long hair was very fluffy, and the ends were a little damp. It was like seaweed on her shoulders, and a few strands of hair even trailed down my arm.
I locked eyes with her, and she stared straight at me with her lake blue eyes, her neck, her head blocking my view tightly.
"Excuse me, miss." "Calm down." I said to her. "You're the one who saved me yesterday?" I said in disbelief. I thought women would all be like doddering flowers, only relying on me and pleasing me.
"You think with your wretched appearance yesterday, you could crawl here by yourself?" She narrowed her eyes and surveyed my body unabashedly.
I looked down at myself, the most I had to cover my body was the gauze that was seeping with blood. Oh, and a towel around my waist.
"Did you heal these wounds for me, too?"
She was silent and didn't answer me, didn't even want to look at me, as if I were asking her again how many suns there were in the sky.
"Yes. I am a doctor. I was on my way home when I saw a group of people bullying you. You were about to be killed, and I saved you when they weren't looking."
I realized I had actually been saved by a skinny girl. "If this matter is known by the people of Black Night Pack, they will definitely laugh at you." My wolf said to me silently.
I stared out at her lake blue eyes. Until she ate all the breakfast on her plate, then she looked up and said to me. "Why did you lie to me?"
"What?" I didn't respond for a moment.
"You saved me at the Wind Pack border. And I met you in the alley and you got away. And you dyed your black hair blonde."
I realized that the girl in front of me was the one I had saved in the first place. But because I was so badly wounded, I couldn't quickly remember what the girl I saved looked like.
"You're avoiding me? Why?" She kept questioning me, her face showing doubt.
"Listen, lady. I'm not from Wind Pack. You're not a Wind Pack ahpha either, so you have no right to yell at me.
I need to hide who I am because I have to go and accomplish something. I just appreciate how you look when you fight off enemies, but that doesn't mean I have to tell you everything."
I hugged my arms up and looked at her warily.
She seemed touched by what I said, and she turned her head sideways, her eyes looking out the window.
I looked at the somewhat sad side of her face and felt a little uncomfortable. I wanted to get to know her properly. "You saved me, and I'm grateful to you. My name is Tyler."
"I'm Ally, and I'm now a doctor at Wind Pack. I used to be a traveling doctor."
I took a sip of my coffee and said to Ally, "You know, I've never seen a room so spartan. I always thought that a girl's room would always be filled with all sorts of weird and wonderful things."
She said to me dismissively, "Then you should change your prejudice."
I choked on what she said; I really had never seen a girl as aggressive as she was.
"Well, it's my fault."
"You saved my life once, and I saved yours yesterday. Now neither of us owes anyone anything." I couldn't have been more surprised when she said this.
I expected her to beg me to take her with me on the grounds that she had saved my life. Just like those maids of honor I used to have, racking their brains to get advantage out of me.
I became even more curious about her.
"Tell me about it, what is your relationship with those kidnappers?" She looked at me with a probing gaze.
I was surprised at her perceptiveness, "You already know who they are?"
"For heaven's sake, please don't make fools out of women." She rolled her eyes at me and then told me everything she had seen and knew at Wind Pack.
I was amazed that she would know everything, and I was even more amazed that a girl would go out of her way to actively, covertly investigate these things.
I felt that at this time, hiding the purpose of my operation from her would seem foolish and selfish.
So I confessed to her, "Ally, the purpose of my coming to Wind Pack this time is to investigate why so many beautiful slaves of unknown origin suddenly appeared inside the Black Night Pack. "
"So did you find any clues," she asked with concern.
I nodded to him, "I got into the center of the slave trade organization and had already crossed paths with the leader of the kidnappers at close range. But I couldn't see what he looked like."
Her expression turned serious as she turned to me. "What else did you hear?"
"They kidnap pretty girls at the border and then they will lock them up and temper them. Eventually they send all of them to the top of each pack."
I noticed her squeeze the cutlery in her hands fiercely.
"Calm down, honey." I got up and walked over to her, and I noticed her anger at what she heard me say.
Her smooth chest rose and fell slightly, the neckline of her dress not covering her perfect breasts. I felt my brain fill with swelling pain, and a voice in the back of my mind kept urging me to step my head between her soft breasts.
A fresh, warm scent surrounded my nose and I felt a fatal attraction to her body. It wasn't a mere lust, but a deep resonance from the soul.
I bent down to her ear and whispered to her. "Don't worry, I will protect you. I won't let anyone take you away from me."
I knew that if I applied this routine to any of the girls, they would feel all floppy. I didn't want to pass up any opportunity to flirt with a pretty girl. Not to mention the fact that it was Ally in front of me, and I didn't want to miss out on a girl who would make me feel fantastic and stay.
I expected Ally to shyly hide in my arms and then kiss me on the lips with a seductive tongue. I squinted my eyes and sniffed Ally's scent through my hair, a mixture of lilies and lemons.
I rested my hand gently on Ally's shoulder and stroked her bare skin with fascination. Her eyes became shimmering. It reminded me of a fawn I had seen today, which also looked at me with such innocent and confused eyes.
She hastily flexed her wrist and placed it against my chin. I tried to remain calm, but there was always a desire inside me that urged me to continue this behavior with Ally.
With my left hand, I captured both of Ally's hands, then moved deeper into her neck and sucked hard on her smooth skin. A red mark remained and I proudly cupped the back of Ally's neck, admiring my masterpiece.
Ally pushed me away with her wrists, but she failed. I lifted her body upward and I pushed everything on the table to the floor. Then I kissed her eagerly on the lips, followed by my tongue going to her breasts.
The way Ally struggled in my arms made my arousal soar. I kept swallowing my saliva as I guided Ally to take my pen*s in her hands. it was as if I was so horny that all I could see was Ally's red, hot face and her trembling lips.
I could clearly feel my penis was fully erect, and the tip of my penis was quivering and oozing clear fluid. penis had wet a large part of the only towel that was covering me.
I gasped and moved closer to Ally, looking at her with a pleading gaze." Please, Ally, help me."