Maya’s POV
“How much for this place? Give your best price,” Valerie asked, aggressively negotiating with the snobby businessman who owned the downtrodden place. The rundown shop looked on the verge of closing down yet the businessman did not budge even a bit from his preposterous asking price.
“Ten thousand gold lycan coins. That is my best and final price,” he resolutely replied. “You can leave my shop if you can’t afford it!”
“You,” Valerie tried to jump over the smug man but Carl held her against his chest, the mate bond doing wonders that his strength couldn’t achieve. Valerie calmed down under Carl’s touch but did not leave the place without muttering curses under her breath.
I tugged at Valerie’s arm and smiled. “It’s ok. We will find something,” I signed.
Valerie sighed. “They
