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Chapter 95 : Confronting the Prophecy
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" Control it, Layla. You have to control it."The words were echoing in her head, sharp and pertinacious. But it was not that simple. It noway was.Layla gripped her teeth, gaping at her hands. They still bucketed with the energy that had just exploded out of her, transferring a surge of force across the training field. The dust had not indeed settled yet, and one look at the wide eyes of the pack members told her all she demanded to know.She had lost control. Again.A sharp voice cut through the stupefied silence." What the hell was that?"Jax. His face was white, his casket still rising and falling from where he would hardly avoided the blast. His shirt was scorched, the edges coiled and darkened.Layla swallowed." I-"" You nearly took my fucking head out, Layla. *" * His voice was not angry just shaken. And that was so much worse." It was an accident," she said, though indeed to her own ears it sounded pathetic.Before anyone could get a word in edgeways, Tyrrell stepped forwar
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