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That was it! Excitedly Amy sat up in the wagon. The problem with the previous problems was that it made them look good and her look bad. What Amy needed to do was reverse that. How? Advertise the fact that she was local, willing to travel, and sell below price. That part would be painful, as it screamed against every part of her training that she had. Her items were top quality after all. It did guarantee building solid relationships with pack members though, and would strengthen her trade reputation greatly. As long as she put in a good showing at the festival life would be good. Pleased with her plan Amy sipped from the bottle, her rage finally dissipating.
Hadley rumbled with laughter as Sebastian reached over, hand splayed over his chest. Seems you have no problems with it. He reached over to tug on Sebastian's ear again as the wolf spoke, freezing the hybrid up. That first night with Amy, the one where he'd thought he'd found an angel, only to find himself trapped with a demon. The pain that followed, pulling the skin off his arm. It would never quite heal, leaving his arm twisted and furless. He could still use it just fine, it just looked hideous. No one would ever call him attractive again with this appearance. That wasn't all she'd done though. Despite it being a couple months back Hadley still woke up sweating from the memories. He didn't scream anymore, as he'd quickly learned his nightmares would become reality if he did so.
Sebastian curled up, leaving Hadley shivering slightly with fear. He wasn't doing what he was supposed to be doing. He was supposed to be making Sebastian happy. Fearfully he glanced at the doorway before taking another swig from the wine. He was drunk enough. He could do it. Hadley might even enjoy it. He listened distractedly to Sebastian's words. Too bad I don't remember before. He did, but it was so different from his current lifestyle Hadley felt he could never be carefree again. He grinned as Sebastian touched him, asking to help him. Help me then. He leaned over and kissed him.
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