Hector’s POVIt all seemed to happen in the blink of an eye—the shrieking cacophony of the machines that enveloped the entire room, threatening to drown out Reno’s screams as she rushed to Lu, whose convulsions only grew in violence. The youngest Fabrini thrashed around in the bed, and her eyes whi
“Don’t make me choose between my daughter and granddaughter, Hector.”He could kill me if he wanted, or do some serious damage to me, but I found that I didn’t care at that moment and I snarled.“FUCK... YOU.”For a split-second I saw something like a pain flash behind Malcolm’s irises, but it was g
Layla’s POVThe scene that greeted me at the doorway had reminded me of a mad house, and now, as I ran to my mate while the sound of my grandfather’s moans floated around the room, intermingling with Reno’s soft sobs and a now eerily silent Lu—I realised that it all felt worse somehow.But there was
“In moments like this, you remind me of Elaine,” he murmured finally, and my mother’s name was like a spell because almost simultaneously, we all turned at the same time to look at Reno, whose shoulders shook with silent tears as she watched the Pack doctor’s work.“Is she going to be okay?” she ask
Layla’s POV“Growing up together with Lu meant that I lived with a sister—no, an enemy would be more appropriate—who’d made it their mission in life to see that I was miserable at any given moment. “She isolated me from our peers, made sure that I had no one to rely on. If that was where the abuse
It sounded vaguely familiar, and I looked away from Reno in time to catch the look that passed between my mate and grandfather. “Who is Julius Fraser?” I asked, and for a long moment it looked like no one would answer me. But then Hector sighed. “Julius Fraser, the CEO of Fraser Inc.”Immediately
Layla’s POVI left the room in a daze with an open pit in my stomach as Reno’s words replayed themselves in my head, over and over again. There didn’t seem to be an end in sight, and as I mulled over her suspicions, Hector and Malcolm (who’d exited the room before me) conversed in tense tones. “…
No single Hunter guild surpassed the Fraser’s in terms of the devastation they’d wreaked upon our kind—damage they’d been inflicting for as long as memory served. Their hatred for us was legendary, and despite their philanthropic front they put up amongst humans like themselves, we werewolves knew