Layla’s POVI expected the fight to begin immediately, with Conan charging after Hector or vice versa, but that didn’t happen. In fact, neither man moved from their starting position as they stood considering each other, and this only made me more nervous.Hector was an Alpha in his own right, and
Conan’s body was a killing machine honed to perfection, and even when Hector hit him he seemed to barely feel it. It was like hitting a rock—a biologically enhanced rock—who would draw the fight out for as long as he needed to.“TAP OUT!” a woman beside me screamed suddenly, cupping her hands around
Layla’s POVHearing her call me up shouldn’t have made my stomach twist in on itself, filling up with dread, but it did—and this wasn’t a simple case of nerves either.I mean, I HAD come here to fight; switch things up as my visits to Evie’s had made me feel like I was going completely crazy. I had
But I continued to approach, and when I got close enough I threw a series of punches that he only clumsily fended off until my knuckles caught him under his chin, sending him crumpling to the ground with a muffled scream.I froze with my arm still raised in a punch that I never got to deliver, frown
Layla’s POV“I could’ve taken care of myself, you know—”Tears pricked my vision, and a sharp hiss escaped me, cutting the rest of my words off as the healer (a portly old she wolf, who’d styled her silver hair in a severe bun) adjusted my head to get a better view of the last of my injuries.Her na
The middle aged woman had been silent throughout, but as the sound of running water from the tap filled the room my anger eased as I got the sense that she wanted to say something.But she didn’t. Not immediately, at least, as she turned the tap off, before reaching for a few paper towels to dry her
Layla’s POVAlmost instantly, I stopped struggling, and in the space of time that followed I could hear him breathing at the other end of the door.“I’m sure of it,” he repeated himself after another moment had passed, perhaps sensing my hesitation.Like his mother, I realised, the older Fairley son
When I didn’t answer he gave a low chuckle, taking that as all the answer he would need.Kane went on to tell me that while it would be a lie to say that his mother hadn’t coveted Malcolm’s leadership position for his little brother Silas, everyone knew that Silas wouldn’t be the best fit.He was mu