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15. I Dare You.
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~ LAYLA ~His question hangs in the air between us, waiting to be answered.“Yes,” I finally speak, my voice barely above a whisper. “You have to believe me. I would never just wander into your pack territory despite knowing how cruel you are to the likes of me.”“Is that so?” He asks, still giving me the deathly stare.For a moment, I pray inwardly for him to believe me and stop asking me more questions.I don't know if I can keep talking any longer with the intense pain I am feeling deep inside my throat.Unfortunately for me, I watch his teal eyes as they instantly switch to a fierce red, burning into mine. I feel the unleashed power of his alpha aura wrapping around me and pressing down on me, suffocating my mind at the same time. Dear Selene.He does not believe me. I am a rogue. Of course he will never believe whatever comes out of my lips.I have never felt so small and so dejected in my entire life, but now is not the time for me to drown in my helplessness.I need to stay a
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FATED TO THE MIDNIGHT ALPHA 16. This Bond Between Us.
~ LAYLA ~ I hate this fucking silence. Waves of jealousy thrum through my veins time and time again as I fight to steady my breathing. My heart hammers in my chest, threatening to break free as I helplessly watch Kira stare at my mate in both defiance and something else I know all too well. Desire. Raelin is glaring at her, his jaw clenched and he appears angry. But Kira? That fucking shewolf is busy trailing her seductive eyes down his body, moving agonizingly slow and shamelessly lingering on his muscular arms and chiseled abdomen. I squeeze my free hand into a tight fist, the urge to rip her apart almost overwhelming me. I am somehow grateful that Aunt Gaia strangely seems to be quietly holding me back right now. But nevertheless, someone should keep that rabid shewolf in a leash, or else, I will be forced to do it myself and stop her from eye-fucking my mate. I swear I won't mind— “You want a photo?” Raelin’s voice cuts through the tension in the air as he throws the taunt
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~ LAYLA ~MORNING A couple of knocks on my door wake me up. I groan, stirring on my bed.Whoever it is should go away for a tweeny tiny bit. I haven't slept like a normal being in months.I need more sleep.Still remaining on my bed, I try to drown myself back into dreamland, but another round of impatient knocks rain on my door again.This time, the knocks are harder, followed by a low chuckle and a muffled voice I can't quite hear clearly.Damnit!I stir on my bed again and groan into my pillow. At this rate, whoever that person is clearly wants to see me.After unburying my face from my pillow, I sit up and drag myself out of bed. Barefooted, I slowly and grudgingly trudge towards the door to open it.This disturbance should better be worth it.Reaching the door, I open it, and instantly, I am greeted with a toothy wide smile from the little rascal I met back then in my cell.Also, a girl my height and nearly the same body size as mine is standing right next to Cupcake, holding a
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~ LAYLA ~ I follow Gaia—sorry Aunt Gaia—as she leads me down a quiet corridor. The vintage clock I see nestled on the wall by my left shows me that it is already 11pm, so very late into the night. If I had successfully escaped, what would have been my fate out there? What would have happened to me? I shake out the thoughts as I look away from the wall clock. Whether I escaped or not does not matter now. What matters now is that I have a roof over my head. I have also found my mate, even though he isn’t the sunshine prince I dreamt of. At least, he is here. He is not abandoning me, or killing me like I thought he would. I still don't know what the hell we are going to do about this bond between us. However, first things first. I need to survive this place. Just tread one step at a time Layla. I rub my hands down my arms as I continue following Aunt Gaia silently. The walls by my sides are colored oak brown, and has various exquisite art paintings hanged on them. They are beau
