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Alpha—it made me hurt each time I called him father—leaned back in his leather chair, steepling his fingers. "Your little experiment in social climbing has actually provided me with the perfect opportunity to address a more pressing matter. The pack needs allies, Thalia. Real allies with real resources." My stomach clenched. I knew that tone—it was the same one he'd used when explaining why Anaya would be taking my place at the Alpha Academy, why she deserved the Luna training that should have been mine by birthright. "But fortunately, the Blackwood family has made an offer," he continued. "They're an old bloodline, ancient money, extensive business connections. Exactly what Silver Moon needs to secure our future." "And what does this have to do with me?" Cassian's smile widened, showing too many teeth. "Roman Blackwood, their second son, requires a wife. The arrangement would cement a profitable alliance between our packs." Roman Blackwood. Even I had heard the whispers about him—the wolfless drunk who'd been kicked out of three different universities, who spent his nights gambling away the family fortune in underground clubs. The black sheep of an already declining dynasty. "You are selling me to a degenerate," I said flatly.