A Broken Vow
“Jessica, my finances have been tight recently. I need to use your parents’ compensation to pay for Lilith’s medical bills.”
His words were like a thunderbolt, striking me hard.
I could hardly believe my ears.
Two months ago, a rogue werewolf had attacked a nearby pack, and my parents died on the frontlines. The Werewolf Association had given me 100,000 dollars as compensation for their deaths.
“Are you crazy? Why would you use the money I got from my parents’ death to pay for Lilith?” I roared at him in anger.
“Money can be earned again. You know Lilith needs this money more right now,” Lucas said matter-of-factly, as if it was a completely reasonable thing to do.