His words made Viola pause. Everything and anything, he had said? She blinked, then moved back slightly to look at his smirking face. Yet, in that moment, she was no longer bothered by his arrogance, because he had just said something that caught not only her interest but made her mind begin to spin around the three wishes he had mentioned.
What was he, a genie? But in this world of werewolves, he controlled power, real power, and she could ask him to bring down things no one else ever could as a wish. Though being his Luna did not only guarantee she would gain status or security, having him behind her meant more influence and authority that no one would dare challenge.
He would grant her wishes.
Viola knew she should be angry that those words had come from his belief that she would never win, but she wasn't. Instead, she narrowed her eyes.
"You will grant my wishes?" she asked, just to confirm she hadn't misheard the jerk in any way. He calmly nodded his head.
