Chapter 92

• She was nothing short of awed and had found something to gasp at in each room. But this room...whoa. The camera system was state of the art, the decorative swirly carvings on the main wall were amazing, and the many armchairs all looked comfy enough to sleep on, but it was the item in the center of the living area that had her attention. Is it a bed? Is it a sofa? The freaking thing looked more like a giant cushion.
• There had been a sectional sofa in the formal Blood Moon pack house too, but it wasn't anything like this. The black leather was clearly top quality, and it could comfortably seat at least eighteen people. One end was a gorgeous lounge while the other end had a top umbrella where one could get tanned. It was so big and bulky that not only did her ass sink into it, but her feet didn't even touch the floor. It totally dwarfed her.
• Suddenly, she felt like one of the top wealthy people she was used to seeing walking with their shoulders up high. Oh, she could get used to this luxury. She wasn't a materialistic person, never had been, and she agreed that money didn't bring you happiness. Still, she'd rather enjoy the moment to the fullest, knowing that nothing was permanently hers.