“Your father, step-mother and sister are being held in a secure place, at least,” she intoned smoothly. A moment passed before it registered that she was speaking to me. “I assume we’ll have to let him and a couple of the other Elders out to witness this duel.”The matter-of-fact way she spoke chill
Layla’s POVCarlos. I couldn’t believe that it would be him challenging Hector on Marcia’s behalf. Hell, I couldn’t believe my eyes! The Lead Delta was loyal to a fault. He’d been the one to inform Hector of the rebellion in the first place…For a moment it felt like the entire world had been split
In an earnest fight Carlos would have been no match for Hector, but he was quick on his feet, decisive, and knew how and when to land an attack. As an added bonus: he and Hector had grown up training and fighting together, so one way or the other he knew my mate’s tricks—in and out.So this was why
Layla’s POVTime seemed to stand still in that moment. Even as I watched things play out in shocked horror, my brain struggled with putting together the pieces of what I had just witnessed, and then the sound of Carlos’s low, breathless gasp knocked me out of my reverie.The Lead Delta stared down
He’d come to fetch me for the Triumph Procession, and even now it was not hard to call upon the feelings of awe I’d experienced then as the other Deltas helped me into the sedan chair.Carlos. Dependable, solid Carlos… who I’d always thought would stay beside Hector was no longer with us. Instead, h
Layla’s POVPain.It came in various forms and textures, and even though I had come in contact with some of them, there was always something new to stumble on. This was what I discovered as the blade pierced through my calf, scraping bone on its way. But that wasn’t all. The feeling of silver in
He didn’t smile at me—after the events of the morning so far, I doubted he would be able to. But then he didn’t need to. In his gaze I saw everything he left unsaid, and after a beat I gave him a slight nod.The sound of another grunt interrupted the intimate moment, and immediately Hector’s express
Layla’s POVLed by my mate, our procession made the slow, winding journey to his office, and beyond the sounds our feet made trudging over the grassy plains with the wind blowing, everything else was eerily quiet. While this only heightened the tension we were all feeling, I saw it as a necessary e