Layla’s POVIn the wake of my actions, the entire training field turned as silent as a graveyard, and even though I would’ve given practically anything to turn and take in the stunned reactions of everyone around me I resisted the urge to. Stunned, Morgan swallowed, and the movement of her throat b
Layla’s POVI let out a muffled groan as I slammed to the ground, rolling through the dirt floor like a rag doll, and my ears picked up the sound of the crowd descending into pandemonium around me but there was nothing I could do about it.My chest was a maze of pain, and if it weren’t for the sound
“You should’ve taken me out when you still had the chance to.”That was all she said. One moment, there was some distance between us, but in the next she seemed to materialise in front of me, and I heard the sound of my cheek bone fracturing as she backhanded me even before I felt it. My chest was
Layla’s POVI was aware of nothing—not the physical or mental strains I had suffered in my fight with Morgan; not even my own body.Nothing existed beyond the smooth wall of obsidian darkness for the first few moments, and then I felt something. A warm glow started pulsing through me, chasing out t
There was also an incessant whooshing sound coming from her, and a few moments passed before I realised that it was… the sound of blood pumping through her veins?No, I thought to myself, that couldn’t be. Werewolves had enhanced hearing capabilities, but to pick up on these kinds of things I would’
Layla’s POVMy first kill, I thought to myself, letting out a steady breath.This was the predominant thought on my mind as I gazed at Morgan’s glassy-eyed stare, which looked up into the clear blue sky above us.I could’ve tried convincing myself that they wouldn’t remain forever sightless, but the
‘Can you smell?’ I asked Lea cautiously.My heart raced in my chest as hope twisted around inside it, and when my wolf drew back at my question before giving a small cautious nod, her eyes widening like she had only just realised it, I didn’t feel relieved.Instead, I felt afraid. What sort of powe
Hector’s POVI was in the middle of a Zoom call with Michael McKenzie—the current Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack and Xavier’s father—discussing possible ways to further solidify the fragile alliance we were building between our Packs, when I felt it. Or rather, its lack.It was this absence that made