"So... could you lend me some money?" Eleanor's voice was barely audible through the phone, trembling with exhaustion.
"How much?" Carl's face twisted oddly, his momentary good mood vanishing.
"I need... a hundred thousand. Yeah, just for now," she murmured.
"A hundred grand's all it takes for you to come begging, Luna Eleanor?" Carl suddenly snapped, his voice like a lash. "Seriously? Have you no shame?"
The idea that the Luna of Stormfang Pack would lower herself like this for money made him feel sick with disdain.
His buddies burst into laughter. "Dude, we just dropped eighty grand on drinks alone!"
"Didn't think she'd be worth less than a bottle of wine," another one mocked, a smirk tugging at his lips.
Everyone cracked up. "She's worthless. Just a toy, nothing m
