Chapter 2

• The blood moon hangs and nightmares flood in.
• Alissa jerked her eyes open, her chest heaving violently, cold sweat soaking her nightgown. It was the dream again, the huge shadow of the Wolf running through the wilderness in the blood-red moonlight, the howl of the Wolf echoing, the mark of the blood moon burning on the back of her hand.
• She got up and went to the window. The night was deep and the full moon was high, but it was not the blood-red color of the dream.
• 'It was only a dream... Alyssa whispers, trying to calm her heart, but the reality of the dream lingers.
• For several days, the same nightmare repeated itself, and Alyssa's mental state deteriorated. During the day, she tried to focus on her work, but she struggled to concentrate.
• That evening, the hospital's annual charity dinner was held as scheduled. Alissa had not wanted to attend, but the dean had personally "invited" her and she could not refuse.
• The banquet hall was full of celebrities dressed in beautiful clothes and temples. Crystal chandeliers cast bright light, adding to the luxurious atmosphere to the extreme. Alyssa, in a simple black gown, stood in a corner, out of step with the bustle.
• "Dr. Alyssa, alone? "Came a greasy voice, interrupting Alyssa's thoughts.
• She turned her head and saw a middle-aged man with a shy belly and a glass of wine looking at her.
• "Mr. Li." "Alyssa responded lightly, with a tone of alienation.
• "Why not happy? Come, have a drink with me. ' Mr. Li said, and he put his hand around Eliza's waist.
• Alissa quietly stepped back and avoided his hand. "I'm sorry, Mr. Li, but I don't feel well."
• "Oh, don't be such an outsider." General Manager Li persisted and pressed him step by step, "I heard that you are a good doctor. Why don't you show me?"
• His eyes scanned Alissa recklessly, and his words were full of flirtatious meanings.
• Alyssa frowned and was about to say no when a deep, magnetic voice cut in:
• "She's my date tonight."
• As the crowd looked around, they saw a large man approaching. Dressed in a well-tailored black suit, he had deep, beautiful features and a powerful aura that instantly attracted everyone's attention.
• He walked over to Alyssa and naturally put his arm around her shoulder in a gesture of intimacy and dominance.
• Alyssa stared up at the sudden appearance of the man. His eyes were as deep as the sea, as if he could see everything.
• Lee's face turned sour as he recognized the man -- Ryan Castor, president of the Castor Corporation, a dominant figure in the global business world.
• "Mr. Custer..." Lee's general tone became deferential, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.
• Ryan didn't even look at him. He looked down at Alyssa, a playful smile curling around his lips. "Are you okay?"
• Alyssa shook her head. "I'm fine, thanks."
• "That's good." Ryan's voice was low and gentle, as if with some magic that made Alyssa's heart skip a beat.
• He turned to Mr. Li, his eyes suddenly cold. "Mr. Li, I think it's time for you to go with your date."
• Li Zong as amnesty, repeatedly nodded: "Yes, yes, I am leaving."
• Then he left as if he were running away.
• Whispers rose and fell in the crowd.
• "That's President Custer? Why is he here?"
• 'Who is the woman next to him? It's beautiful! '
• "No. Is this President Custer's new love?"
• ……
• Alyssa felt uncomfortable being the center of attention. She gently wrenched herself from Ryan's arm. "Thank you, Mr. Custer, for helping me out."
• "You're welcome." Lane looked at her, eyes focused, "We've met."
• "Yes?" Alissa looked at him quizzically. "I don't remember."
• Ryan didn't answer directly, just smiled meaningfully: "Maybe, in a dream."
• Alyssa's heart jerked, how could he know what he was dreaming?
• "Mr. Custer, you..."
• "Call me Ryan." Ryan interrupted. "I don't like being called that unfamiliar."
• "Ryan..." Alyssa hesitated before calling out his name.
• "That's right." Ryan nodded with satisfaction. "Alyssa, you're special."
• "Special?" "Alyssa didn't understand what he meant.
• "Yes." Lane's eyes grow deep, "There's something about you that... Something that draws me to you."
• His voice is low and raspy, with a hint of inexplical seduction.
• Alyssa's heart quickens again, and she can't look him in the eye: "Mr. Custer, you..."
• "SHH..." Ryan held out a finger and pressed it gently against Alyssa's lips, "Don't talk, feel."
• His fingertips were cold, but with a strange heat that made Alyssa's body tremble slightly.
• "Do you believe in fate, Alyssa? "Lane's voice rang in her ear, as if from a distant night sky.
• "Fate? "Murmured Alyssa, who had never thought about it.
• "I believe it." Ryan's eyes are firm. "I believe that what has come between us is fate."
• His words, like a stone, dropped into the lake of Alyssa's calm heart, creating ripples.
• The dinner went on, but Eliza had no desire to stay any longer. She felt as if she were in a great whirlpool from which she could not pull herself out.
• Ryan seemed to read her unease as he pulled a gold-plated invitation from his pocket and handed it to Alyssa.
• "This is my private dinner, and I hope you can come."
• Alyssa took the invitation, which included an address and a time, exactly three days later on the night of the Blood Moon.
• "Blood Moon night..." "Alyssa muttered, a strange sense of foreboding welling up in her.
• "Right." Lane looked at her, eyes deep, "Blood moon night, looking forward to meeting you again."
• "With that, he turned and walked away, leaving Alyssa with a straight, mysterious back.
• Elisa held the invitation and stood there for a long time without moving.
• A waitress passed by with a tray.
• "Please enjoy your meal." The waiter bows slightly to Alyssa.
• Alissa returned and took a glass of red wine.