VALERIE
My throat knotted and my breath hitched as I stared at them in dismay.
Prepare for my mom's funeral?
I gasped and staggered back, my heart thumped loudly in my chest.
I shook my head. My lips trembled as I tried to understand what they had just blurted out.
“What did you say?" I asked, my voice quivered.
"The Blue Moon Pack is becoming more rebellious. If we continue to keep quiet, they might misunderstand it to be a weakness. We don't usually do these kinds of favors and to be sincere, I have realized that favors suck,” he muttered, his brows curved.
"Favors? Do you call that a favor? You… you two are evil!” I screamed in a voice dripping with hatred and anger.
I shouldn't have talked to them that way, I should have begged. But something wouldn't let me beg them.
"You know you shouldn't be talking to us that way, honey. Your mom's life is in your hand and the way you act will determine if she lives or dies,” Killian said and my heart twitched
“You can't do that. Y
