The woman behind the first ever attempt for my life.She blinked as she recognized me, and I watched her lovely features slowly twist up in a sneer. Even then it was hard to not get drawn by the majesty of her almost otherworldly beauty.Her jet-black hair was styled in an up-do that called attentio
Layla’s POVA wicked glint entered into the High Priestess’s eyes as soon as she saw that she had my attention because of her statement. I stood frozen with the door half-shut between us, unable to come up with a retort as the sly smirk on her face widened. Eventually she stopped rubbing at the wri
“You do have an imagination child,” Delphine recovered smoothly. “Where did you get that from?”But it was too late. Even if she didn’t know I did. I had been spiralling because of her words, caught off guard by her underhanded psychological attacks. But I was resolved to not give her the reaction s
Layla’s POVDelphine took a step away from the door, and her gaze was full of meaning as she looked at me before turning on her heels and walking away. I should’ve followed her, but something in me told me that despite my confident words I may not have been ready to see the proof she had to show me.
One of them who looked to be the highest ranking of the bunch stepped forward, dipping his head in a bow of acknowledgement.“High Priestess, we weren’t expecting you.”“Of course,” she told him smoothly. I felt a chill go down my spine at the authority she infused in those two words. “The Alpha req
Hector’s POVCarlos shot me a bewildered look, waiting for an instruction from me to trickle down our mindlink so he would react, but I didn’t. I was too busy fighting off the feeling of panic that had started to bubble up inside me as soon as Layla made her entrance.Now, it was only growing worse
Layla’s POVI wasn’t surprised to find that Delphine had made a quick exit from the dungeon while I was with Hector. She had probably done it with the hope that I would get into some sort of trouble, but as I walked home, I found I didn’t really care about her or her motives. In fact, all of it see
The thought put a bitter taste in my mouth, and while nursing my rage I promised that if I ever found myself in that kind of situation again, I wouldn’t run away. No.I would rip my tormentors to shreds with my teeth, my bare hands, and it wouldn’t matter if it was one or twenty.My resolve only har