The Lycan King's Plump Obsession
"Will be disposed of."
The room fell silent at that. I swallowed hard.
"He'll choose all of us," one of the other girls said finally, defiant. "Why send so many of us otherwise?"
The blonde girl looked away, shaking her head. "You don't understand. This is the Lycan King we're talking about. He's a beast, an animal. He only wants what he can use, and he doesn't want to use any of us for long."
I shivered, feeling a chill that had nothing to do with the cold.