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Chapter 70 : First Blood
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Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 71 : Tyrrell vs. Duncan
The fight filled every corner, smoke, blood, and a raw current thickening the air as though the weight leaned hard on her every step forward she made. Hard breathing, her muscles screaming to rest, just wasn't an option now because there wasn't any time-to rest or even think-only fight.A vampire lunged from the side at her, but Layla was quicker. In one swift move, her sword sliced through the air and into its throat before it even had time to react. As it fell to the ground with a sickening thud, she barely noticed; she didn't have time to stop and glance at the carnage-her eyes were on Tyrrell.There was a difference in his fighting today, and it made him even more violent, like some beast-the full wolf-could be allowed to come forth. And that was a wonder to see: the massive size of Tyrrell's wolf, the power behind him, didn't come just from his great size. The way he moved, tearing the vampires apart as if they were nothing, as if he'd channel every ounce of fury and every drop o
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"Stay close!" The voice of Tyrrell boomed amidst the din, and a jolt hit Layla in her chest as she heard it, felt it amidst the confusion that surrounded her, though most of the voices had almost died out amidst the clatter of war.Yet that wasn't all she heard.The unmistakable hiss of a vampire moving through the smoke behind her. She spun, sword raised, in time to block the strike that came too close for comfort. Her muscles screamed as, forcing the blade downward, she parried the vampire's claws. They were faster, stronger than those she had fought before-this was different. These weren't any vampires. These were Duncan's elite warriors."Is that all you've got?" Layla spat, her voice tight with frustration as she ducked under a strike and jabbed her sword into the vampire's chest.The creature shrieked and crumbled, but before she could react, another one was upon her-this one with a speed that ran her blood cold. She barely had time to raise her sword when the vampire's claws ra
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" Layla, you have to leave. Now."The words echoed in the chaos around her, their urgency unmistakable. Layla whirled around, slightly managing to dodge another vampire's swipe at her face. Her heart stopped for a moment when she saw who it was — Aliandra, standing in the midst of the madness like a figure from a dream, a quiet storm amidst the bloodshed." Aliandra?" Layla's voice caught in her throat. At first, she slightly honored her. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with a fear Layla had noway seen." Please, Layla." Aliandra's eyes flitted to the battle that raged on, the howls of the wolves, the screeches of the vampires filling the air." It's too dangerous. You do not understand. It's only going to get worse. You need to leave while you can."Layla's hold on her brand tensed; its weight in her hand anchored her into this moment." I am not going to go. Not now, not after all we have fought for."Aliandra reached forward and gripped at Layla's arm." You just do not understand. T
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"You think this is enough?!" Tyrrell roared across the carnage, his body a blur as he tore through ranks upon ranks of vampires. He moved with something feral, his wolf form practically shredding anything that dared come near.She could feel the anger in his words, the frustration, the desperation. But even as Tyrrell fought with every ounce of strength, there was something in the air that told her they were losing. The vampires were relentless, closing in, the weight of the battle too much for their side to bear.Layla's arm ached, her sword swinging, sweat pouring down her face, breathing ragged; she could see it-her pack, her friends, all just struggled on. They really were giving it their all, but it was just not good enough. She turned her head and saw Tyrrell, just a vague silhouette in that chaos, and her heart tightened."Come on, Layla, snap out of it," she muttered under her breath. She tightened her hold on the sword's hilt. But as she moved once more, something inside her
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Layla, talk to me," Tyrrell growled, his voice as sharp as sword. He caught her by the arm, pulling her to the side, down from the bloody battleground. Their pack was scattered, tending to their wounded, but there was a pressure in the air. A moping unease. And it had nothing to do with the bodies that lay bestrew across the ground, both shark and pack likewise.Layla squinched at the rough grasp of his hand on her arm, his eyes fierce and demanding, yet she had nothing to say.I told you, I do not know what happed," she murmured, shaking her head. The words felt empty coming off of her lips. But they were the truth. She did not understand the power that had surged through her, the energy that had knocked the vampires back like ragdolls, transferring shockwaves through the earth beneath her bases.For a moment, Tyrrell's grip tensed, and his eyes darkened." You do not know?" His voice lowered with the weight of his question between them. He stepped closer, his brow furrowed." Because
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She felt caught between her past and the present as the sounds of battle raged around her — quiet in the middle of a storm. She had known that her choices would always determine the future, but noway had they counted so much on her. Her mind fought in a vortex of clashing feelings. Tyrrell, too, was pitched in his fight, there a many feet down from her, fighting for their survival. She could see it in the strained set of his face, in the determination in each movement; but it was Alexander who commanded her attention." Layla," the voice rumored from behind her, a shadow slipping into her head. She wheeled sprucely to face him- the man who was formerly her coattails to be pulled upon, her protection." Come with me," Alexander's voice was smooth and husky but held an turnabout that rubbed the wrong way in her casket." You belong with me. It has always been you and me, Layla. You know this."Layla stepped back, her eyes narrowed." You’ve got to be kidding me," she murmured under her bre
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" Layla, move out of the way!" Tyrrell yelled as his voice cut through the noise. But Layla did not budge. She could n't. Her heart contended in her casket as she watched Alexander stand over Tyrrell, so ready to strike. The blade in his hand lustered with malignancy as she could feel it come- his pitiless strike aimed to end it.But her body refused to respond to the fear. Everything in her screamed to run, to get out of the way and let him handle it. But something differently shoved her forward. Something deep. Something primitive. It was not sweat. It was rage. A need to cover. To stop this madness." Stop!" Layla cried, her voice shaking with an intensity that surprised her. Alexander did not indeed blench- too consumed by his own bloodlust to watch about her warnings. And also it happed.In the beat of a heart, something inside her broke free.It was n't a deliberate act. She had n't planned it, had not allowed about it. Raw, spontaneous. A power swept through her unalike anythin
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“ Layla, you’re quiet. Too quiet, ” Tyrrell’s voice was soft, pigmented with concern, but Layla could n’t bring herself to answer. She just kept walking, her way slow and deliberate, as if each one took further energy than the last. The weight of what had happed in the battle still clung to her, making everything feel heavier, including the air around them. It was as if she just could n't shake the events, the explosion of power, or worse the words the stranger had spoken." You did not really believe him, did you?" Tyrrell asked, his voice piercing through the twisting of her thoughts.She did n't say a thing, her bases still planted forcefully on the ground, but her mind was running in circles." I do not know what to believe presently." That man.," Tyrrell started, his hand brushing smoothly against her shoulder." He is a peril. I do not watch who he claims to be, but you are not supposed to be with him- you're with me. Always.She wanted to believe him, to feel that old surety, th
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"You should've stopped me."Layla's voice pierced the silence of the war room, as sharp as the blade she had just driven into the wooden table. The candlelight danced, casting long shadows across the stone walls, but neither she nor Tyrrell paid it any mind.Tyrrell stood across from her, arms folded, his expression unreadable. "Stopped you from what? Saving what's left of us?"Layla huffed out an angry laugh as she ran her hand through her hair. "No, for making the damned decision in the first place-for sending Samira on that mission, for allowing myself to dream we had something of a possibility to win in this."Tyrrell's jaw clenched. "She knew the risk.""Don't." Layla pointed a shaking finger at Tyrrell. "Don't even dare act as if that does make it easy.Tyrrell let out a slow breath, the weight of the night bearing down on him. "You think I don't feel it? You think I don't hear her screaming in my head every time I close my damn eyes?"Layla's fists clenched. "Then why do you ke
Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 129 : The Heist
"You sure about this?"Tyrrell looked up from his blade, running a cloth over its edge one last time. Elias was across from him, arms crossed, brows furrowed. The flickering torchlight in the room lent gravity to the tension between them."We don't have a choice," Tyrrell muttered, sliding the dagger into his belt.Elias let out a slow breath, shaking his head. "We always have a choice."Not this time."Layla stood at the far side of the war room, staring down at the map stretched across the wood table. The enemy's supply lines ran deep-carefully planned, well-guarded. Cutting them off wouldn't just weaken their hold on the siege. It could turn the tide completely.But it had to be done right.Layla dug her fingers into the surface of the table, her mind racing. "Infiltration won't be the hard part," she said finally. "It's getting back out."Tyrrell smirked. "Good thing I like a challenge."Elias wasn't amused. "This isn't a game."Layla raised her head, her gaze sharp. "That's enoug
Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 128 : The Siege Begins
" They are out there."Layla did not need Tyrrell to tell her that. She could feel it- the weight in the air, thick with expectation. The enemy forces had moved like murk in the night, girding the fort with ruthless perfection. Now they were staying, watching, tensing the mesh.She stood at the edge of the stone wall, surveying the treeline beyond the open field. The torches lining their defenses flitted, their light slightly pushing back the darkness." How numerous?" she asked, voice low.Tyrrell exhaled through his nose, his expression grim." further than we can count from over then. They have cut off every possible escape route. We are boxed in."A muscle in her jaw ticked." No reinforcements?"Tyrrell shook his head." Nothing. No dispatches getting in or out. They have got runners watching every path. The alternate anyone tries to break through, they'll be torn piecemeal."Layla's fingers coiled into fists. This was not just a siege. This was a slow, deliberate suffocation.A fig
Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 127 : Blood Contract
" You should not be then." Layla's voice was a whip of sword, slicing through the night.The firelight danced across her face as she goggled at the figure standing just beyond its light. The people behind her were tense, ready to attack at her word, but she raised a hand, averting them. This was n't an ordinary enemy.The man before her took a slow step forward, his movements deliberate, as if testing the weight of her words. His dark eyes glistered with something undecipherable, something Layla did n’t trust.“ I came to talk, ” he said, voice smooth, calm. Too calm. “ That is, unless you’d rather continue this war alone. ”Besides her, Tyrrell shifted, fingers twitching on his belt to where his gun rested." You anticipate us to believe you came then just to sputter, Cassius?" His voice had a healthy quantum of doubt trickling from it.Cassius scowled and crossed his arms over his casket." What can I say? I am feeling generous tonight.Layla studied him, her instincts at war with her
Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 126 : The First Battle
" Move out, now!" Layla's voice cut through the pressure in the camp, sharp and commanding, like a cutter. Her eyes darted over her pack, surveying the faces of those who had gathered. Every one of them stood ready, but she could feel the unease in the air. There was no turning back now.Eerily silent, the camp fell as they came together, importing the storm above them that hung in the air. Everyone knew what was to be gained and lost. Every wolf, every fighter, understood the risk. But there was no fear. Not yet. Layla refused to let in the fear. Not today." Ready?" she rumoured, her voice low but indeed. She scrutinized around, again coming to rest on the figure that stood beside her- Jace deposited himself at her side, was formerly holding his armament, his eyes sharp and focused." Ready as we'll ever be," Jace said, slightly above a murmur in the still air." They are coming. Got to move out."In one nippy stir, Layla gave the order, and the pack surged forward. The earth sounded
Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 125 : The Gathering Storm
" You ready?" Jace's voice was low, the question carrying an edge to it that had not been there ahead. It was the kind of question you ask when you know the answer is everything.Layla did not say anything right down. She dragged on the strips of her gear, and her fritters squeezed tight around the hilt of the brand hanging at her side. She felt its weight all the weight, really, of everything that had brought them to this point every decision, every fight, every defeat leading up to now. And the storm was about to hit.Just get this over with," she murmured, further to herself than to Jace. But he heard it, and the nod he gave her was slightly distinguishable. He knew what she was allowing, perhaps indeed better than she did.They were standing in the camp, the fire fluttering low, the air thick with tension. A many of the other wolves were scattered around, stropping weapons, agitating strategies in hushed tones. But Layla was not concentrated on them. Her eyes were fixed on the hor
Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 124: Reckoning
"Where is he?"Layla's voice cut into the thick, heavy silence like a blade that had been whetted by the weight it carried within this war room. The room itself was dark-the only light an occasional flickering from the low-burning fire, dancing in shadows across old stone walls. Hard, cool eyes stared without blinking at a map laid flat before her; crumpled, yet serviceable. Plans were being rehashed, people regrouped, and answers were needed.The injuries to Tyrrell had been grievous, and still convalescing, he would not be much help in times to come anytime sooner. Finally, out of danger but still with dark circles beneath his eyes and shallow jerks of breath with movement, he did little good for Layla, who was running out of time after all-not with the threat of war looming in every direction.One of her most trusted warriors, Jace, spoke up, his voice low but firm. "Dorian's families holed up at their estate, a few miles to the west. But it's heavily guarded. No one's gotten in si
Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 123: The Betrayal
Layla felt her instincts kick in as she and her team moved through the dense forest. The air was heavier than it should be, thick with a silence that unnerved her. Even the leaves rustling sounded like they held their breath. She knew something was off, but she wasn't quite sure what. Yet."Something's off," she muttered, scanning around them.Tyrrell, walking a few paces ahead, didn’t respond right away. He was always the more level-headed of the two. “Keep moving,” he finally said, his voice steady, though his own sharp eyes darted to the treeline. “We’ve been through worse.”Layla nodded, but the knot in her stomach constricted. Every part of her was screaming that they were walking right into a trap-a trap she hadn't seen coming, not this one, not from this ally.But with the first chopper sound wave, her thoughts flashed to Dorian-a wolf, one of their staunchest allies who'd fought with them for months-run through her brain. He's the one brought the intel-insisted this route woul
Inlove with the Supposed enemy Chapter 122 : Into Adversary home
“You’re sure this is the place” Layla asked, her voice tight with a blend of jitters and determination. She squinched low, her eyes surveying the darkened landscape beyond the trees, where the faintest figure of the enemy's fort impended. The night was still, save for the occasional howl of leaves. The air felt thick, as if it was holding its breath.Tyrrell jounced. His aspect cut through the murk sprucely." The information's good. The rogue wolves we've encountered are from this area. We cannot let them get any further, Layla. We need answers."Layla's jaw tensed, her heart pounding in her chest. also, we take them, she said, her voice firm. We get the answers we need, and we do it presto.Tyrrell's eyes darted to her." Stay focused. We need to move still.She smelled her teeth but said nothing. It had been a long way, and the last thing she wanted was to peril this chance at getting inside enemy home. Every step had been calculated, every moment measured. The enemy's operations wer
