The Cursed Luna
"You have no protection, no rights in this pack. Three dead mates prove you're dangerous to everyone around you."
"What do you mean Dead mates, I didn't kill anyone!"
"The result is the same," the lead enforcer said, looking at his tablet again. "What exactly are you offering, Alpha Finnick?"
"Her." Finnick pointed at me. "The girl. She's of breeding age, carries the Thorne bloodline, ancient rare werewolf nobility, Umbralath, The Grimshaw brothers could find valuable uses for her, despite the... complications”
The enforcer studied me with cold eyes. "Explain these complications."
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