Filthy rich werewolves by Taylor Caine

Chapter 90

Chapter 90

Me and my group of of friends would often bet on whether Brian's new girlfriend would be the one to

end his single life, but anyone who took that bet was destined to lose.

The man was living the single life—and loving it.

Brian was the sort of person who appeared to be courteous to others on the surface, but in reality, he

never warmed up to anyone. I’ve known him long enough to know that Brian didn’t even like most

people. Sure, Brian played the part and his impeccable manners compelled him to make small talk and Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.

be seen with all the right people, but Patrick knew that Brian didn’t give two shits for the social scene.

For Brian, it was all just a means to an end.

Come to think of it… Brian was very similar to Jason in that way.

Perhaps that’s why they had become friends.

Emily, Brian’s latest girlfriend, who was also a rising star in the entertainment industry, approaches us.

She’s stunning—but that was to be expected—and popular, both within their circles and the larger

entertainment community.

I saw her shift here during one of our crazier parties, and her wolf is lean and demure. A personality

that isn’t much different from her human persona.

Me, I like my women with more spunk.

Brian was the heir to the largest entertainment company in the country, and it was very easy for him to

make someone a star.

He’d done it several times.

Come to think of it, maybe that was why he had so many girlfriends. Why settle down with one when

there was an endless stream of young women seeking fortune and fame?

Was it because of that dynamic that Brian didn’t take any single one of these women seriously?

I don’t know.

I do know that Brian dotes on every single one of his girlfriends, but when he stopped caring for them,

there was no coming back from the breakup. He’d caused fallout with several packs for the drama. I

tried to warn him. If you pick an alphas daughter, sweep her off her feet, you can’t get mad when she

gets attached.

Maybe it was the challenge that kept the ladies coming.

I shrug and signal the bartender—my beta—to pour me another.

“Brian! I'm sorry I'm late,” Emily says gently. When she catches a glimpse of the bracelet in Brian's

hand, she visibly paled.

It was almost comical how she fixated on that thin, silver bracelet that he was now playing with in his

hand, instead of the diamond bracelet and ruby necklace that she’s wearing—jewelry that Brian had

purchased for the young starlet.

The jewels she wore tonight close to ten million.

But that small silver bracelet… for some reason this silver bracelet was taboo.

He wouldn't even allow her to touch it.

Once, when she had tried to examine it, he had stared at her coldly and said, "Believe it or not, but if

you dare, you won't be able to use your hands anymore."

At that moment, his sharp eyes had been filled with ruthlessness.And his face had already begun to

shift.

I recall the event… it had been painfully awkward.

Emily had been so scared that she stood rooted on the spot.

Maybe a minute later, Brian retracted his wolf jaws and then ordered them another round of drinks and

doted on her as usual, as if he hadn’t just threatened her with bodily harm.

It was one of the more entertaining nights I had experienced in a long while.

Maybe tonight would prove exceptional too. But as I think it, Brian was tucking the small bracelet back

into his pocket.

What did this silver bracelet mean to him anyway? It was small, basically the size of a child's wrist.

I have known Brian for fifteen years, and I still didn’t know the significance of it.

After Emily sits down, her gaze lands on Jason, who was not far away. She’s taken aback. "That is...

Alpha Reed, right? The Alpha Reed?”

Jason doesn’t frequent this wolf club scene. Moreover, Jason seems to be acting very intimate with

another woman.

"Yes, it's Jason,” I answer her. I smiled and then say to Brian, "Why don't we make a bet and see if

Jason will leave with this woman later. What do you think?"

"There's no need to make a bet," Brian says

"Why not?"

Brian does not answer, he points in Jason’s direction.

When I turn back to my old friend, I see that he’s dropped money on the table for their drinks and he’s

already walking out of the club.

Alone.

The woman looks dejected.

For the life of me, I can’t understand why he passed her up. She’s young and beautiful and from a

respectable pack.

“See you soon, Jay!” I shout over the pounding music and many wolves at this club.

Jason waves a hand over his head.