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Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Jackson slammed his hand against the steering wheel then fell forward against it. Fuck.
Nathaniel wanted a 45% share in Jackson’s product. 45%. Jackson couldn’t do that. He needed this product, the money from it, to save werewolves. He couldn’t do that if 45% of his expected profits were going straight into this rich asshole’s pocket. And now… now he had to go back, look Wren in the eyes and tell him that they were going to have to wait and keep looking. Keep trying. Figure out a way to get enough of a start up fund themselves that they wouldn’t need any investors.
He’d have to tell Liam and Zain that this way wouldn’t work out. That it’d be even longer before Zain would be able to be freed from the collar. Longer before they could transfer out of their college and to a college in Mendota.
“Fuck!” He slammed his fist against the wheel again, then started the car. I
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