Mariam's POV
“You’re all idiots! And you, Anthony, you’re the worst. How could you?” Tiffany protested as we left the house and she offered to walk us to the car. “I asked you not to tell my parents what happened last night, and I know you understood me.”
Anthony ran a hand through his hair and apologized to Tiffany for what he had done. I had also caught that moment she was referring to.
“We’re screwed either way,” I said, making it clear that there were bigger problems than a girl whining about being scolded by her parents in the next few minutes. “If your mom succeeds tomorrow and we lose not only that money but also the support of the Green Valley pack, we’ll have no choice but to go into exile, fleeing to some distant kingdom where the lycan king’s reach doesn’t extend.”
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