Layla’s POVI could feel my frown deepen as soon as we locked eyes.The old man was smiling, and as soon as this sight registered I felt something in me burn hotter than my fear. It was anger.Could he not see the situation we were in, and how dire things looked right now?I wanted to hurl the words
Layla’s POVWhen it was all far behind us, I would look on the trip back home from Quebec and realise that I remembered almost nothing about it. I found it surprising for several reasons, the least of which happened to be the fact that my mother and I were together for the first time in well over f
Instead of words though, what came pouring out from my lips were heart wrenching sobs so intense they made me double over as I clutched at my chest.Almost instantly, Hector drew closer and placed his hands reassuringly over me. Even without me saying it, what happened to my grandfather must’ve been
Layla’s POVTrue to his words, Michael called for a Committee meeting in pretty much the same way as he had before. The only difference between the former meeting and its present counterpart was the fact that it would now be held virtually, to allow efficiency.Hector, my mother and me, as well as X
“What? You were all thinking it, I just said it,” she said, doubling down. “We all knew that rescuing her would lead to something like this.”Rescuing ‘her’? I thought to myself as the edges of my mouth turned downwards.Another Committee member, after Agnes’ follow up statement, cleared their throa
Layla’s POVA day after the meeting, my attention was called to a situation at the Pack gates. In and of itself, the fact that I had been called to resolve the minor issue was no longer as strange to me as it’d been when it initially started happening after I returned back from the Crimson Shadow P
He gave me a wry smile which I returned, and I stepped in—then paused as soon as my eyes landed on the second unexpected guest in the room. My mother, Elaine.She was perched on one of the visitor’s chairs on the other side of Hector’s desk, and she flashed me an unsure smile as soon as we locked ey
Layla’s POVThe reaction to my grandfather’s dismembered head was visceral, but no one blamed me. In fact, Hector was silent as he stood holding my hair back while I threw up. He offered no words of comfort because he knew they wouldn’t do much good, and maybe it was the fact that he himself was st