Layla’s POVAs I quickly learned, agreeing to the Bonding ceremony with Hector was much more than I anticipated it would be.For starters, he was an Alpha and that meant there would be no small and intimate ceremony for us, despite the fact that I would’ve preferred that by far. This meant that the
Swallowing down the complicated emotions, I obliged him, and soon as I stepped into the house it was like a wave of nostalgia hit me.Immediately, I felt the seal in my mind… perk up. There was no other way to describe the sense of alertness that seemed to roll off it. I was repulsed at how it seem
Layla’s POVI had made this journey several times before, and yet as I climbed up the stairs on the way to my bedroom, I couldn’t fight against the feeling of nostalgia that spread through me, flowing until even my fingertips tingled with warmth.So much had happened in this house—and in this bedroo
It was the first time we were meeting since my return, and as I seized her up I realised that her hair was dishevelled. Like she could read my mind, Lu immediately started to pat down her errant locks—but the damage was already done.Now, I knew that she had heard I was here and scrammed over as soo
Layla’s POVAt first I didn’t even realise that I was in the middle of a memory. That was how immersed in it I was; how vivid everything felt: The colours and sensations, the feeling of my legs hovering in the air as I played around with my food on the Formica tabletop.It was as if the act of seali
In fact, and as the memory unfurled in front of me, I tried to remind myself that everything had already happened. It was only news to ME, and as I convinced myself of this, I got so deep in my head that I didn’t notice the change as it fell over my mother until it was too late. My six-year-old he
Layla’s POVReno didn’t answer. Not immediately, at least. Instead she sat motionlessly on her side of the booth, staring silently at my mother, who seemed to loom worse with each passing second.Mom’s skin was pasty, and the beads of sweat rolling down her face gave it a clammy, almost corpse-like
A split-second passed, and then I watched her shoulders tense as her head whipped back in a double take. As I came to stand beside my mother, I saw the blood drain out of Reno’s face as she took in the full extent of my features—because I may have been clearly Elaine’s, but in plenty of ways especi