Ivan
"So, your answer to dealing with the pack is to gamble the one thing you love more than anything else in this or any other universe?" Leviathan looked at me in shock as I lay down on the couch. "How many packs are there?"
"Thirteen," Jessica muttered, still unhappy with me. "You are insane."
"That's why we broke up," I covered my eyes with my hand, feeling exhausted. I'd spent hours working out the details of how this was going to work. I would take a week with each pack, taking on the challenges. "You said I was too reckless for you… at least I think you did."
"I did, and you are," She leaned over the side of the couch, glaring at me. "How does Nefretiri think this is a desirable trait?"
