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
I put out the war cry. •When my mother, Hector, Ella and Xavier finally arrived at the clearing we had agreed to gather at, the whole place teemed with the bodies of all ages, from much older wolves to cub’s years away from their first change.The air was restless, but as soon as their presence r
Layla’s POV Nausea gripped the muscles of my stomach as a sudden and overwhelming sensation of dread swept through my entire body at my mother’s bold declaration. “WHAT?!” someone called out. I watched shocked expressions roll over the faces of my Pack mates, and in any other situation I may hav
It was a rousing speech, and when she finished I could feel goosebumps rise up on my skin. To my surprise however, my Pack mates didn’t fall over themselves to volunteer. In fact, no one moved an inch, and beside the sound of a quickly muffled cough the entire place was silent. I frowned and looke
Layla’s POV Eventually, Hector called the meeting to an end and all the gathered werewolves dispersed. Sounds of their idle murmurings drifted past my ears, and as I listened I couldn’t help noticing that the air around me seemed charged with anticipation. We were all fired up and in a hurry
“Now, High Priestess,” my mother started, “Estella is going to lightly nudge you to do something and if you’re observant enough, you may even pinpoint the exact moment she tries to influence your thoughts. In either case, you’re supposed to think of your mind as a thing protected by walls. How you v
Layla’s POV That was a crystal clear warning, if ever there was one, and I saw the blood drain out of Delphine’s face as Elaine’s words settled through her. It felt good to know that she had a good grasp on the limitations of her powers within the Pack, and if the situation were less tense I woul
She practically skipped back to her spot, beaming with pride as my mother called for a return to order and signalled at the next person (a veteran in his sixties) to come out for a demonstration. He did, and when a minute passed with no visible reactions from him, it became clear that he had master