David’s POV
Ashley's quick agreement catches me completely off guard. I expect her to make excuses, or at least demand harsher terms. After all, placing her memory in a crystal is the same as handing me a powerful weapon against her. I can use it for blackmail whenever I please.
"Are you serious?" I narrow my eyes, searching for any crack in the fake smile plastered on her face. "You're not afraid I'll use this against you?"
"Use it against me?" Ashley lifts her cup of black tea and takes an elegant sip. "David, need I remind you again? We are in the same boat now. Your wedding is ruined, your position as heir is in jeopardy, and thanks to you, Sophia and I are the laughingstock of the entire werewolf world. Our enemies are the same—Zara and Maxwell."
She pauses, sets down her teacup,
