Another pause, and then a low, knowing hum. "No fucking way."
"Yeah." I tilted my head back against the seat, staring at the ceiling of the car like it could somehow save me. "The engagement is set for the 23rd."
"Damn. And here I thought you'd at least pretend to fight it for a while. That Alpha King must've had a sword to your throat." He said.
"Close enough."
He let out a low chuckle. "So, tell me... what's the play here? Gonna fake your own death before the ceremony? I know you wouldn't have agreed unless you had an angle"
I let his sarcasm roll off me. "I'm making sure I get something out of this"
"That's the spirit." he mused. "If you're gonna sell your soul, might as well charge interest"
I ignored him. "June's been all over me about this. Since she doesn't want to give it a rest and let me be, I'm using her. The second we're engaged, I'll make sure her father starts making moves to help me immediately. Ain't waiting for after the engagement like he fucking promised."
