A Plus-Size Luna For The Lycan King
I said.
Lisa was one person I wish I never met. She was, in fact, a nightmare to my sleep. I had met her five months ago for the purpose of a one-night stand. I don't remember mentioning two, but being the desperate lady she was, she found her way in my most weakened state. I had only realised it was her the next morning, and when I asked her to leave, she had somehow convinced half the entire pack that she was my girlfriend. What I still haven't figured out was how the hell she had made them trust her this much.
She had even walked up to me one night and whispered to my ears, "I am going to rule this pack alongside you." She said it with a smirk. "Watch me."