Chapter 2

Julian looked at me in utter disbelief.

"Clara, how have you fallen so low? You actually want to keep a crude, filthy beast that smells like trash?"

I ignored him, focusing solely on packing.

I threw Julian's designer clothes, his gear, and even his custom silver cutlery into the suitcase, dumping it right at his feet.

He let out a cold, bitter laugh. "Fine, Clara. Don't regret this."

Mia panicked beside him. "Clara, how can you do this to Julian?"

"He's a Blood Servant with feelings, not some toy you can throw away!"

"Every servant returned to the Containment Center has to go through re-education. How can you be so cruel?"

I looked at Mia. "Since you care about him so much, why don't you sign him yourself?"

Mia immediately started stuttering.

The cost of maintaining a high-level Blood Servant was astronomical. With her current part-time wage, she could barely feed herself, let alone a vampire.

"I... I don't have enough money to pay the transfer fee..."

I kindly reminded her, "It doesn't cost much."

"As his original owner, I’m waiving all my rights. You just need to sign a transfer sheet and pay a fifty-dollar processing fee. He’s yours."

"Or is your 'true love' not even worth fifty bucks?"

Julian turned to look at Mia, his eyes filled with hope.

A flash of hesitation crossed Mia's eyes, but she bit her lip and pulled out her phone.

"I'll sign! I will never let Julian suffer under you again!"

Half an hour later, the Containment Center's armored transport truck pulled up downstairs.

Several heavily armed guards pushed open the door, holding a heavy alloy chain.

On the other end of the chain was a tall, powerfully built man.

His messy silver-gray hair partially covered his eyes, and a heavy shock collar was locked tightly around his neck.

The scent of blood mixed with the wild, dangerous aura of a beast filled the room.

Julian immediately stepped back with Mia, covering his nose.

"Clara, you really have no taste. You dare to bring this kind of mad dog into your house?"

The guard handed the leash to me, his tone serious.

"Miss Clara, this Silver Moon Lycan is extremely dangerous. His previous owner was severely mauled by him before sending him to us."

"Are you absolutely sure you want to take him?"

I walked straight up to the Lycan.

He snapped his head up, revealing a pair of dark gold slit pupils. A low, threatening growl vibrated in his chest.

At this close distance, I could feel his hot breath on my skin.

He could attack me at any second.

I reached out, my fingers resting on the heavy shock collar around his neck.

Then, I typed in the unlock code.

The heavy iron collar clattered to the floor. Everyone in the room gasped in terror.

If such a terrifying beast lost his restraint, his wild rage would explode, and no one would be able to stop him.

But he didn't move.

The Lycan stood frozen, his dark gold eyes filled with confusion.