Layla’s POV With my heart in my throat, I and my Pack mates surged forward as one with Hector leading at the very helm of our counterattack; and when we clashed with the Hunters, ripples seemed to spread out from the contact point. From then onwards, chaos spread like wildfire. There were too man
As soon as I did, I started to run towards the bunker where all of the children and all those who wouldn’t be able to fight had been barricaded into. Some rogues, I thought, had joined forces with the Hunters—and if my suspicions were correct then they had played a big enough role in making sure th
Layla’s POV A sense of collective defeat seemed to linger in the air after Julian’s words as slowly, myself, Hector and our Pack mates straightened from our crouched fighting positions in surrender. The leader of the Hunters had played his cards masterfully, and as two Hunters dragged me by my un
I could feel my rising indignation, but then at that very moment a movement beside him caught my eyes and I turned to find my mother shaking her head at me. I didn’t need words to interpret the warning, and with a deep exhale I let the tension flow out of me even as Julian continued. “LUCKILY FOR
Layla’s POV Hector was so laser focused on barreling his way to me that after dodging the initial attack, the possibility of another following so soon after the first did not cross his mind. Under the usual circumstances this was not a mistake he would have made, but everything about the day so
Layla’s POV The words came as one continuous chant pouring from all of their mouths and together the Hunters swarmed towards all of us with their fists up, weapons unsheathed—not a hair out of place as they moved with a seeming hive mind. The shock of killing Julian had not worn off, and so I rema
Hector jerked violently in my arms as his entire body tensed up, and his eyes blazed open, darting as he sucked in a lungful of air. It was like I’d just used a defibrillator on him, like I was applying an electric charge to his heart to make it fall into its normal rhythm—and for a moment my plan
Layla’s POV I grasped and reached as far into our connection as I could, but at the end, for all of my troubles I was rewarded with nothing, absolutely nothing. Not even a trace of my mate seemed to remain, and as this realization set in I experienced a moment of sheer terror so bright it made ev