"Ping!"

The sound of a beer bottle smashing on one's forehead drew the attention of everyone at the Backpack House bar. Fights happen all the time in backpacking houses, but today was a little different.

The woman on the ground was beautiful, and the man who hit her was ugly and vicious looking.

"Stinking bitch, bastard .... What are you acting?"

Angel's throat was dry and she struggled to speak. But the sharp pain in her head brought her close to unconsciousness, and the man in front of her raised a bottle again and was about to smash it down on her.

"What's wrong with tearing your clothes? I want to fuck you. It's your honor!"

"Pop! Pop! Pop!"

Many people in the Backpack House bar were familiar with this scene. In such places, especially young girls like this one, since they came here they should always be prepared to be stripped naked. This scene did not bring any impact on the bar patrons.

Yet there was applause, which wasn't exactly loud, but it seemed extraordinarily unexpected at this time.

Angel's clothes were partially torn, but she was stubborn and wouldn't beg for mercy. Just gritted her teeth and leaned against the bar without saying a word. She looked up and saw a handsome man walking out of the crowd.

Who was this man?

Jarred walked over and seemed to be sniffing at something, doubt and uncertainty flashing in his gaze.

He smelled a tantalizing scent from Angel's body.

But Angel did not seem to feel anything, still stubbornly gritting her teeth and watching.

"Where did that little scumbag come from that dares to meddle in my business?"

The next second, he was slapped by Jarred. This act didn't hurt him, but it was extremely insulting.

"Huh .... Since when can hooligans be so arrogant ...."

Looking at this scene, Jarred originally thought that should make the rogue wolf flee in a mess. However, this rogue werewolf did not suffer any injury, but on the contrary, became very angry.

In the backpack house, it was not allowed to brawl, but here is a bar, not to mention, is that kid who provoked him first.

The rogue punched past.

"Ping ...."

After a loud sound, Jarred was knocked to the ground, and the guests were surprised because even the weakest werewolf would not have been knocked down by such a blow.

The rogue werewolf had determined the opponent was weak. He walked over and stomped on Jarred's face, laughing triumphantly: "So it's a liar. How could a werewolf of noble blood have such weak strength."

What surprised him was that this young werewolf, who looked weak, was actually laughing. The location where he was wounded just now was healing at a terrifying rate that Hans didn't notice and didn't care.

Jarred looked weak, but no matter how you attacked him, his speed of recovery from his injuries was able to make ordinary people feel fearful. Moreover, if he went too far, he might be targeted by the abominable omega, and that would be a big problem.

The corners of Angel's mouth twitched slightly.

This handsome man ....

"Hss ...."

The crowd of spectators were discontented, and thought they would be able to watch a good battle, but it turned out that these two people behaved like clowns.

"Hans, let out your wolf and tear this little thing apart ...."

The man known as Hans was obviously a rogue werewolf, but he wasn't stupid. He had sensed the strange physique of the young werewolf, and he should have kept his hands off it on purpose, because Hans didn't have the guts to kill anyone, and he didn't dare to mess with the owner of the bar - a witch.

"Shit .... If you were out there, you wouldn't be as simplely as getting beaten up ...."

Hans dropped the young werewolf. He had lost interest in the man.

Angel clearly did not possess the ability to recover from her wounds quickly, and there was still blood on her forehead.

"Hans, stop it .... In the Blood Moon wolf pack, only Alpha and Luna, are qualified to decide the life and death of other clansmen, if you still want to live your life comfortably... Better not have any bad thoughts about her ...."

Jarred frowned slightly, very dissatisfied with the boss only at this time to come forward to mediate?

"For the sake of the boss .... Let you bitch off today ...."

A look at Angel, Hans back to their own box to drink. Seeing no more lively to see, the crowd also went back to do their own thing.

The boss appeared in front of Jarred, asked a question: "dead? Not if dead, hurry up and take your little girlfriend away ...."

Bar owner Kane glanced at the handsome boy, just now when Jarred was beaten, she thought there would be a large group of wolves out to clean up Hans.

"Such a good set of appearance... No bit of bloodiness ...."

Kane's words, Jarred heard them and just laughed. He walked over and took off his jacket to Angel and put it on, reaching out to pull up Angel, who hesitated for a few minutes before taking his hand.

"Huh?"

Jarred's wolf soul instantly woke up as if struck by lightning, a pair of eyes dead on her, which made Angel a little embarrassed.

In this instant Jarred could be sure that Angel was his fated mate. However, how could Jarred not expect that his partner would actually be a werewolf girl with a quarter human bloodline?

On the contrary, Angel did not have much of a reaction, supposedly because of her age, the wolf in her body had not yet awakened. Her reaction when she looked at Jarred was only gratitude.

Boss Comma's meaning is clear, that is, let them hurry away from here, or if the group of rogues with good strength finish drinking, they will certainly come back to find them in trouble.

"Age .... Name ...."

Out of the tavern, Jarred asked a direct question very straightforward. Angel was surprised that he had recovered his spirit in ten seconds or so.

"My name is Angel, and I'll be eighteen tomorrow ..... And you?"

Jarred finally understood why Angel could not smell his scent. Because for most of the wolves, it is necessary to age eighteen before they can gain the power to distinguish their mates, not to mention, she cannot be considered a pure-blooded wolf.

Not getting Jarred's answer, Angel was a little embarrassed. She left the Pack alone this time and didn't intend to go back. However, she was not ready yet, how to live alone. So ....

"I don't want to go back, why don't you take me in ...."

Jarred stiffened, not understanding where Angel did not want to go.

But, taking her in, that was a good idea.