CLAUDE SIMMONS
I pounded my fist against the bare stone wall of the prison cell that I was being held in. How had everything gone so very wrong? I hated that f*****g b***h Luna of the Lakeside pack. She had betrayed me and ruined everything! I punched the wall again. "Settle down!" I heard. Turning, I saw the guard standing at the bars of my cell. "Hey, hold up," I called out as he turned to leave. "What do you want?" he asked. "How would you like to make yourself some cash?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow, but didn't leave. "Go on," he prompted. I felt a glimmer of hope. "All you have to do is let me out. I will make you a wealthy man," I said. He was silent for a moment, then burst out laughing. "I couldn't keep a straight face anymore," he laughed. "I'm not going to risk my own freedom
