Firestorm: The Lycan Queen
She motioned to the pile of tabloids.
“I suppose,” I said reluctantly, picking up the next one. “How do they come up with this shit? According to this, we are regulars at a swingers club in the city. We’ve never been there!” Yet there was a photo of us together, standing outside the door to the club. “These photoshopped images are making me doubt everything I see in the media,” I grumbled.
“Oh, and this one,” Cindy continued, scrolling furiously. “This delightful dumpster fire claims you and Maddoc are keeping a half-human hybrid child locked in the dungeon. There’s a picture of Mac and Laurie,” she snarled. “They need to leave her alone.”
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