Chapter 5

• Three years later, a skinny woman tottered on the street with a ragged plastic bag in her hand. She kept a few dollars and her identification card in that bag.
• She was pale and bruised. She also has a three-centimeter scar on her face.
• Three years, and everything had changed.
• Gloria's lips curled slightly. Yeah, after three years, things changed. It was not just about the world outside the werewolf prison.
• She had changed too.
• Where could she go?
• She didn't belong to any pack and lost her identity in human society. As a rogue, she was too weak to survive among other rogues.
• Then, a job advertisement from a shop nearby caught her eye.
• She stood before the job advertisement. She looked at it for a while, and her eyes finally fixed on the words "Cleaners wanted" and "Accommodation and lunch provided".
• Gloria gritted her teeth and walked into the club named Fittro. As soon as she entered, she shivered. The cold air from the central air conditioner made her tremble.
• "Name," The woman behind the counter spoke impatiently.
• "Gloria," she answered with a hoarse and unpleasant voice. Her voice scared the gorgeous woman, holding a pen in her hand.
• The woman almost dropped the pen. She asked Gloria in an unpleasant tone, "What's wrong with your voice?"
• After three years of terrible prison life, Gloria learned to be obedient. Though the woman asked so bluntly, she still managed to answer in a calm tone, "It was caused by smoke."
• The gorgeous woman was a little surprised, and her probing eyes fell on Gloria's face. "You mean, a fire?"
• "Yes, a fire." After saying that, Gloria lowered her eyes.
• Someone had set the fire deliberately.
• Seeing that Gloria would say no more, the pretty woman ceased to care. Her brows furrowed. "That's not good. Fittro is no ordinary club. Our guests are VIPs."
• She glanced up and down at Gloria again, displeased. She despised Gloria since her dress looked like a sack on her.
• Fittro Club was not a place for the common man. Even the waitresses here were hot, good-looking young women.
• How could someone like Gloria think of applying for a job there?
• The gorgeous woman stood up and waved her hand at Gloria. "You can't work here. You're not even qualified as a waitress." Then, she turned around and was about to leave.
• "I only want to be a cleaner."
• Gloria's muffled voice, echoing through the office, stopped the woman.
• The woman paused, turned around, and raised her eyebrows. She looked at Gloria from head to toe. "I've never seen a girl in her twenties willing to work as a cleaner."
• However, Gloria said calmly, "I would love to be a call girl if I'm qualified. But I know how I look. At least, I can still do some cleaning work."
• She thought, 'I was sent to prison as a murderer. I'm released now, and dignity means nothing to me anymore.'
• Gloria laughed at herself inwardly.
• The gorgeous woman was surprised and looked up and down at Gloria again. She returned to her desk, picked up the pen, and filled the form. "You're hired."
• She paused for a while. Then, she looked up and warned Gloria, "Do you know why I made an exception and hired you?"
• The woman didn't expect a response from Gloria, and she continued, "Gloria, I agree with you. Accept your fate and do what you are capable of. Many people are twice your age, yet they still don't get it. You choose to face reality and see what you can do. I'm sure you also know what you can't do."
• Gloria did not answer and just looked at the woman quietly.
• The beautiful woman looked at Gloria and sighed, "You can call me Christine from now on. Gloria, I have to tell you, Fittro Club is not an ordinary club."
• Gloria could sense that Christine was a werewolf through the smell, so she understood what Christine meant. Apparently, Christine thought she was a human.
• Anyway, Gloria had a job now.
• She was no longer Alpha's daughter of the Silver Spring Pack. Instead, Gloria was a cleaner who had just been released from prison.