"I'm the flaw of the Reed family, a distinct mar on the pristine Lycan lineage. There was a time I had waited, pined, and religiously anticipated the receiving of otherworldly gifts that would bind me to the moon. The years came and went bringing nothing but rejection, pain, and dissatisfaction, with each passing day I became a pessimist. Finally, I came to accept that I, Lily Reed was devoid of Lycan blood and if I wanted to keep my sanity then I would have to move past this. I wanted to live in peace and I had a plan and I could have lived my life but then everything shattered...anyways, now there's an Alpha after me and I-" "And you have come to me in hopes of receiving a wish." The spirit began to materialize from grey smoke. "I hope you know that I don't believe in charity." A man shimmered from beyond the veil of the smoke, his silhouette ominous. The spirit did not use glamour to conceal the sinister horns protruding from his forehead. "Do you know what a deal with me means? Willing or not I can take anything and everything from you do you recognize this human?" "I do."