They’d conducted a full body check and come back with a clean bill of health, and so her condition was at most curious, and they all believed that she would regain consciousness in a couple of days.The Blue Moons were also yet to leave. They had been making plans to, but it was all drawn out and I
“—and I see how you are reluctant to send her off as her teacher,” Carlos continued, “but Alpha, you may have to let her go if she agrees. For the good of the Pack.”Some seconds passed, and I felt a storm of emotions start to swirl around inside me. It was the usual cocktail of shame and anger, wor
Layla’s POVI stood frozen outside Hector’s office, unable to move as I heard him stumble through a confession to someone at the other end of the door.I couldn’t blink, couldn’t breathe even as it felt like my lungs were caught in a vise, so I remained there with my hand on the doorknob and my visi
But that wasn’t all. All of the calluses I’d gotten from the months of training were also gone, and even the scar from my fall off a bike when I’d been learning to ride one at ten-years-old had disappeared. From what I could tell, my skin was better than it had ever been before. There was not a si
Layla’s POV“… I want to explain.”His words, spoken soft and tenderly, trailed off after that, and when he saw that his statement had elicited no noticeable reaction from me his mouth opened and closed.It was almost like he hadn’t thought of what he would say next after and had now hit a wall.I k
His eyebrows drew up in confusion.“Are you—?”I shook my head, cutting him off. “No,” I said, “not really.”The words caught in my throat and for a moment my vision swam with tears at everything that was happening, and how easily I had almost succumbed to him just now.Goddess, I had never been so
Layla’s POVI sprinted out of the building, not stopping until I arrived at the path that led out of it to the rest of the Pack grounds, where the residences and the clinic were located. The path was some ways away from the imposing structure I had just come out of, and as my chest burned with brea
I stifled a gasp at the sight of his battered, bruised face, and perhaps the shock of it all was my tipping point, because my tears went from quiet sniffles to ugly, heaving sobs that would no doubt come back to haunt me.My vision blurred, and in the next moment I felt a presence come in front of m