Chapter 8

　　"MK? "I asked, surprised. 　　"What MK, I don't know..." I lowered my eyes, not wanting to show too much emotion. But his question set alarm bells ringing in my heart. 　　"You don't have to pretend with me. I know you know MK. Why else would MK have asked my father to warn me not to use the house?" 　　MK seems to be more powerful than I thought. With a sudden feeling of confidence, I smiled at Claude, pulled his hand away from my wrist, and left his office. 　　When I walked out of here, before I could calm down, I received a phone call from MK. I immediately got on the phone. 　　Before I could speak, MK asked, "Nat, are you crying?" Although MK is asking me, but the tone is very determined. 　　"Don't cry, only coward can cry..." MK said coldly, "I don't want the person I help to be a waste." I recognized the coolness in MK's tone, and my heart seemed to stop for a beat. 　　"No, I'm not crying." I took a deep breath and adjusted my tone. I didn't really want to cry, I just felt sad. 　　"Well, tears are the most useless thing in the world, so don't cry, okay?" MK said. 　　"Hmm." I nodded and asked, "Claude won't give me what I want. What should I do?" 　　"Don't worry, Claude and Vicky are the ones who are rushing you out. You are in the active position now." MK said, "Let them scramble first, and they will come to you." 　　Listening, I slowly calm down. "I know MK, thank you." I said gratefully. 　　Claude, who once made me willing to give up everything, has betrayed me, and now I only have MK. 　　Just when I thought MK was going to hang up the phone, MK suddenly, with some tenderness, called me, "Nat," 　　When I heard this, I felt a tingling electric current rush into my heart. "Remember to buy condoms." MK's cool tone has some ambiguous color. 　　My face flushed, and before I could speak, MK stressed again, "Remember to buy the large size..." 　　Then he hung up the phone. When I think of what MK said, I feel like I'm going to burn up. It makes me panic. I took a deep breath. If you want to get, you have to give. 　　I took a car and went to a shopping center. There was an adult sex toy shop, and I used to go there to pick up sexy pajamas in order to get Claude's heart. But Claude ignored me all the time. I always thought that I was not good enough. It turns out that Claude only had Vicky in his heart. 　　I opened the door and walked in, heading straight for the condom. 　　"I'll take one largest size." I said, blushing. 　　The shop assistant recommended one to me, and I was about to reach for it when suddenly a hand grabbed my arm. 　　When I turned around, Vicky was looking at me with contempt on her face. 　　"Wow, what a coincidence." Vicky looked at me haughtily. 　　Vicky's palm was cold as she touching me. I felt like I was being entangled by a poisonous snake. I was disgusted. 　　If my hatred for Claude is mixed with feelings that I cannot part with, then I have nothing but an unending hatred for Vicky. 　　I shook Vicky's hand off and said, "I have nothing to say to you." 　　I didn't want to talk to Vicky and quickly picked up a few boxes of condoms before checking out. 　　Vicky, on the other hand, stopped me. Seeing me buying condoms, she laughed sarcastically: "Claude has abandoned you. Who are you buying condoms for? Would any man want you?" 　　I pressed my lips and said, "What's that got to do with you?" I don't want to talk to Vicky. So what's the use of wining this fight with Vicky? Not to mention, I was over Claude. I have given up hope for Claude now. 　　"Not for Claude," I paid for the condom, put it in my bag and calmly told Vicky, "Claude should have used a medium... I bought it extra large." 　　"You..." Vicky didn't expect that I, who could barely hold my head up in front of her, would say this. 　　I went to the door and was about to pull it open when it was suddenly pushed open from the outside. I looked down, not be able to see who had opened the door. 　　Vicky, however, is very happy to jump into the person's arms, and happily said: "Claude, you come to pick me up?" 　　"Well, are you tired of shopping?" Claude reaches into Vicky's arms and asks her in a doting tone. 　　"Of course I'm tired. I wore high heels today. Now my feet are killing me." Vicky squeals to Claude's complaint and glances at me standing on the side, all stiff. 　　"Excuse me." I began. I wanted to leave a long time ago, but Claude and Vicky, the two living people, blocked the door, and I couldn't get out. 　　"For MK?" Claude's expression was very bad, and his eyes fell on the bag of condoms in my hand. 　　"It is my private business, and it has nothing to do with you." Again, I said, "Would you please step aside? I'm leaving." 　　Claude suddenly glared at me angrily: "How can you be so self-indulgent. Sleeping with other men just like? Have you ever really cared about yourself?" 　　With a roll of my eyes and a sneering laugh, I said, "Then you killed your own child for a woman. How can you be so careful about me?" 　　Before I could finish, Claude interrupted: "Shut up, Vicky's not like you." 　　"Yes, at least I won't be so cheap." I sneered. 　　"Vicky and I are truly in love. I told you when we got married that Vicky was the only person I loved. I'll marry you because Vicky's gone abroad and I want to take care of you." 　　"That's enough." 　　The more I talked, the angrier and sadder I became. I'm trying to connect with my Wolf to gain some strength, to maintain my mind and body. But I couldn't find it anyway. At the moment I'm as weak as the lowest Omega. And I know exactly how I ended up like this----because of the two people in front of me. 　　Now Claude's words have slapped me in the face, showing me how blind I was. 　　"Claude, you don't have to tell me that. I know all about it. In that case, you may choose to agree to my terms and let Vicky be Luna of The Furies Pack as soon as possible." I clenched my fists together and smiled. 　　I paid no more attention to these two people, pushed my way between them and left. 　　When I got home, I just felt really tired, so I took a little nap. When I woke up again, it was late. As I was about to rise, I suddenly felt a strong arm around my waist.