(Layla)Samuel’s car rolled to a stop outside the Alpha Council building. I opened its polished black door as I stepped out onto the sidewalk.My body still remembered the incident from last night—his hands on my waist, the heat of his breath before he’d stepped away.I shoved the memory down.Samuel was my employer. This was a job. That’s all it could ever be.“Morning, Layla!” Cora’s cheery voice called out as she approached, beaming at me like she had something to tell me.She was beside me in an instant, that sly grin widening across her face, not budging. She elbowed me playfully in the ribs.I sighed. “Why do I feel like you’re about to ask something I won’t want to answer?”“Because you know me too well!” She linked arms with me, lowering her voice. “So…you stayed at Samuel’s place last night?”I nearly choked. “How do you even know that?”“Please.” She flipped her hair. “Do you think the pack isn’t watching every move Alpha Samuel makes? Now, tell me—was it business, or was it
(Layla)Amanda’s shrill laughter broke the tense silence of the Alpha Council office. She slapped her palm against the polished oak table, the sharp sound making several people jump.“A nanny?” Amanda sneered gleefully. “Hahaha, I think you can come up with a better excuse than that, Alpha Samuel.”“What exactly are you implying?” Jessica from accounting stood up, her chair scraping back. “Being a nanny is honest work.”“Oh please.” Amanda rolled her eyes dramatically. “Do you really think an Alpha needs a nanny? For what kids?”“That’s none of your business,” Elder Raymond barked from where he stood.“Actually, it is all our business,” Amanda declared. “The Alpha Council has standards. We can’t have people selling certain…services…under fake job titles.”Murmurs rippled through the office. Several people shot me pitying glances.Cora leaned close to my ear. “Is it…” she asked hesitantly. “Is what he said true?”Elder Raymond cleared his throat loudly. “These are serious allegations,
(Layla)I gripped the wedding bands so hard they left indents in my palms, watching my fated mate Mason exchange vows with Princess Abigail of the Oakshadow Pack. The massive altar in our pack’s great hall where they stood was covered with a red carpet, so lavish it felt like it was mocking my pain.My wolf Ariel howled in anguish inside me, a sound that rang through my soul. Two years of secret meetings, stolen kisses in darkened corridors, whispered promises of forever—all thrown away for political ambition.“You have to understand,” Mason had told me in his office last week, not even looking at me as he dropped the bomb. “The pack needs this alliance with Oakshadow. I need this to become Chairman. Your background…it would only hold us back.”I nodded like the good Beta I was, swallowing my protests even as Ariel thrashed against our bond. He was right—my common birth would’ve ruined his campaign. The daughter of a lowly omega could never be Luna of the mighty Sapphire Sky Pack.B
(Layla)Mason threw open his office door so hard it slammed against the wall. “Get in here. Now.”I stepped inside, my neck throbbing where Samuel had marked me last night. The memories flashed through my mind—his hands on my skin, his teeth sinking into my flesh.“Who was it?” Mason demanded, pacing behind his desk. His wolf’s golden eyes flickered through, dangerous and wild. “Which wolf dared to mark you?”I crossed my arms. “That’s none of your business.”“None of my—” Mason’s fist crashed down on his desk. “You’re my Beta! Everything you do reflects on this pack!”“Funny how you care now,” I spat. “Where was all this concern yesterday when you were exchanging vows with Abigail?”His nostrils flared as he stalked toward me. “Don’t change the subject. I can smell another wolf all over you.”“Back off,” I growled, baring my teeth. “You lost any right to question my personal life when you rejected our mate bond.”“I did what was necessary for the pack!”“No, you did what was necessar
(Layla)“I can’t. Maybe the police—”“Please,” I said, gripping the counter. “I didn’t steal it. Ask anyone. It’s always been mine. This necklace could save my mother’s life!”The clerk adjusted his glasses. “Miss Wilkes, I understand your situation, but—”The lock at the front door unclasped. Mason walked in first, Abigail trailing behind him. Her fingers interlaced with his, showing off her new wedding ring.His new Luna.“What a coincidence,” Mason said, scanning the jewelry displays. “Abigail wanted to look at some pieces to match her ring.”I clutched my necklace tighter. Abigail’s gaze locked onto it, her thin, dark eyebrows rising.“That pattern…” She stepped closer, releasing Mason’s hand. “Those markings look exactly like the ceremonial pieces in my pack’s vault.”Mason glanced at it dismissively. “Must be a cheap copy.”“But look at those engravings,” Abigail insisted. “The craftsmanship is similar to—”“Abigail, dear,” Mason cut in. “Why don’t you browse the displays? I nee
(Layla)I turned Samuel’s card over in my hands like I had been doing for the last hour. I sat on my bed, staring at the elegant black lettering until it blurred.Call if you need anything. Money, protection—whatever.The implications made my stomach knot. One night of angry, drunken revenge was one thing, but this…this would be calculated. Deliberate.My phone screen lit up: HOSPITAL BILLING.I ignored it and walked to my closet. If I was going to do this, I’d do it right. The red dress hung at the very back, tags still attached. I’d bought it months ago for a pack formal that I’d never been able to attend, before Mason had crushed my heart.Tears spilled down my cheeks as I yanked it off the hanger. How has my life come to this? From respected Beta to potential mistress in less than a week.“I am sorry, Mom,” I whispered, unzipping the dress. “I never wanted this.”The silk slid cool against my skin. Perfect fit. The neckline dipped low, the hemline rode high. Exactly what you’d exp
(Layla)“My daughter Annie needs full-time care,” Samuel explained, tapping his fingers on the diner table. “She accidentally ingested wolfsbane and the accident left her legs paralyzed.”I stared at him across the booth, my red dress feeling ridiculous again as I remembered her.“Your daughter…”“Yes, my daughter.” His eyes narrowed. “Surprising?”“I just…” I shifted in my seat. “I didn’t know you had one.”I had never known him to have a public Luna, yet he had a daughter. Maybe I could be his Luna too…Ridiculous, I chided myself. You’re being ridiculous.“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.” Samuel motioned to the waitress. “Coffee, black.”“Same,” I muttered, needing something stronger than water.“Three weeks ago,” he continued once the waitress left, “Annie got into the wolfsbane garden. Doctors say the paralysis should be temporary, but she needs constant supervision until she recovers.”“And you want me to…”“Be her nurse. Five days a week, live-in position.” He pulled ou
(Layla)“She’s mine.” Samuel’s declaration rang in my ears.Just minutes ago at our table, he’d insisted we were nothing but employer and employee. The contradiction made my head spin. One moment he acted like our night together meant nothing, the next he claimed me in front of Mason. What game was he playing?“Let’s talk outside,” Mason snarled, reaching for my arm.I twisted away. “Don’t touch me.”“Sorry Uncle,” Mason said through gritted teeth, “but I need to borrow her for a minute.” His fingers dug into my bicep as he yanked me toward the door.“Mason, stop!” I planted my feet. “Let go!”I stumbled in my heels, the concrete scraping my feet. He dragged me into the parking lot anyway, grip tightening when I tried to yank free. The asphalt scraped my heels as I stumbled.“How dare you, Mason! Take your hands off me!”“How could you get involved with him?” Mason demanded, spinning me around to face him. “My uncle? Really?”“You’re hurting me!”“He’s just a playboy who sees you as a
(Layla)Amanda’s shrill laughter broke the tense silence of the Alpha Council office. She slapped her palm against the polished oak table, the sharp sound making several people jump.“A nanny?” Amanda sneered gleefully. “Hahaha, I think you can come up with a better excuse than that, Alpha Samuel.”“What exactly are you implying?” Jessica from accounting stood up, her chair scraping back. “Being a nanny is honest work.”“Oh please.” Amanda rolled her eyes dramatically. “Do you really think an Alpha needs a nanny? For what kids?”“That’s none of your business,” Elder Raymond barked from where he stood.“Actually, it is all our business,” Amanda declared. “The Alpha Council has standards. We can’t have people selling certain…services…under fake job titles.”Murmurs rippled through the office. Several people shot me pitying glances.Cora leaned close to my ear. “Is it…” she asked hesitantly. “Is what he said true?”Elder Raymond cleared his throat loudly. “These are serious allegations,
(Layla)Samuel’s car rolled to a stop outside the Alpha Council building. I opened its polished black door as I stepped out onto the sidewalk.My body still remembered the incident from last night—his hands on my waist, the heat of his breath before he’d stepped away.I shoved the memory down.Samuel was my employer. This was a job. That’s all it could ever be.“Morning, Layla!” Cora’s cheery voice called out as she approached, beaming at me like she had something to tell me.She was beside me in an instant, that sly grin widening across her face, not budging. She elbowed me playfully in the ribs.I sighed. “Why do I feel like you’re about to ask something I won’t want to answer?”“Because you know me too well!” She linked arms with me, lowering her voice. “So…you stayed at Samuel’s place last night?”I nearly choked. “How do you even know that?”“Please.” She flipped her hair. “Do you think the pack isn’t watching every move Alpha Samuel makes? Now, tell me—was it business, or was it
(Layla)I looked up sharply. “What?”“You already have a suite in the east wing, but going back to Mason was your prerogative. Not anymore, since it affects your work. Mrs. Hayes will show you to your room.”“She has already gone to bed. I was up till the midnight teaching Annie, remember? And I don’t have any clothes or—”“Everything you need is already there.” He strode toward the door, then paused. “Eight AM tomorrow. Annie’s bedroom. Don’t be late.”I stared after him, my phone forgotten in my hand. Stay here? In Samuel’s house? With Annie just down the hall?“So you know everything now?” I asked Samuel as I caught up to him in the dimly lit hallway.Samuel’s footsteps slowed. “I’m Alpha Samuel. What can’t I find out?” His golden eyes fixed on me in the darkness. “Though I admit, some things still puzzle me.”“Like what?” I asked before I could stop myself.“Like why Mason abandoned you for another woman, only to desperately chase after you now.” Samuel paused at an ornate door. “
(Layla)Samuel’s sharp nod directed me toward Annie’s bed. The pink comforter bunched around her small form as she sobbed into her pillow. I could see the pool of tears on her pillow.“What’s wrong?” I perched carefully on the edge of her mattress, keeping my distance.Annie’s crying intensified, her shoulders shaking harder under the blankets. The sound pierced through me despite all her manipulations. Even demon children could hurt, I supposed.I glanced at Samuel, who lounged on the plush armchair by the window. His mindlink hit me suddenly:“Why are you looking at me? I’m paying you to handle this, don’t expect me to.”Right. This was my job now. I shifted closer to Annie, reaching out to pat her back through the layers of blankets.“It’s okay if you don’t want to talk right now,” I said softly. “But when you’re ready to share, I’ll listen.”The room fell silent except for Annie’s quieting sniffles. I leaned over her bundled form, using my sleeve to gently wipe the tears from her
(Layla)“Me?” The word came out shaky as I stared at Samuel across his massive oak desk. Homeschooling Annie?The mere thought made my stomach clench. That child already exhausted me with her constant pranks and mind games. Teaching her actual subjects felt impossibly daunting.Through the window behind Samuel, I watched pack members training in the courtyard. Seeing them running around reminded me of my own school days—top of the class, everyone had said.But teaching was completely different from learning.“I wouldn’t know where to start,” I admitted, picking at a loose thread on my sleeve. “The curriculum, the lesson plans…”“Double pay,” Samuel interrupted. That shut me up immediately. My fingers stopped fidgeting.Double pay.The phrase echoed in my head, drowning out all my doubts and hesitations.Mom’s medical bills piled higher every day, the numbers growing more impossible by the hour. With double my current salary…“When would I start?” I asked, trying to keep the desperate
(Layla)After arguing with the guard for twenty minutes, I finally reclaimed my phone from his reluctant grip. The screen lit up immediately—twenty-seven missed calls and fifteen messages from Samuel.My heart sank as I trudged toward the territory boundary, taking one dreadful step after another.Samuel’s sleek black car idled just beyond the line. I slid into the passenger seat, the coolness of the leather making me shiver.“What took you so long?” Samuel asked lowly, his eyes fixed on his phone screen.His fingers moved rapidly across the surface, typing what looked like important business messages.“Something came up,” I muttered, reaching for the seatbelt. The metal clasp felt ice-cold. “Pack business. Couldn’t be helped.”Samuel’s head snapped up suddenly, his golden eyes zeroing in on my neck. His expression hardened instantly, jaw clenching tight enough to crack stone.Confused by his reaction, I glanced in the rearview mirror. My stomach plummeted.An angry red mark marred my
(Layla)“What exactly do you mean I can’t leave?” I demanded in a high voice, stepping closer to the guard. “Since when does a pack guard have authority over a Beta?”The guard—Tim, I remembered now—shifted his weight nervously. Sweat beaded on his forehead despite the cool morning. “Alpha Mason ordered me to confiscate your phone as well, Beta Layla.”I checked my purse, and indeed, the phone wasn’t there. I swallowed back the panic rising in my throat, forcing myself to remain calm. Mason was playing games again, I knew.I should have expected this.But he wouldn’t keep me here.I took a careful step back, feigning nonchalance.“What are you afraid of, Tim?” I asked, tilting my head. “That I might tell Samuel what Mason is doing? That your Alpha’s so scared of losing control, he’s resorting to holding me hostage?”Tim flinched. Just slightly, but I caught it.“Mason said—”“I don’t give a damn what Mason said.” My voice hardened. “I am the Beta of this pack. That still means somethi
(Layla)I spun around violently at the sudden embrace, my heart beating dangerously fast. Mason’s arms locked around me like iron bands, crushing me against his chest so hard I could barely breathe.His scent—pine needles and damp air—filled my nose, making my stomach turn.“Let go of me!” I thrashed against his grip, pushing at his chest hard enough to bruise my palms. My feet scrabbled for purchase on the gravel driveway. “Mason, I swear to the goddess—”My struggles only made him squeeze tighter, one arm banding around my waist while the other pressed between my shoulder blades.Mason buried his face in the side of my neck, inhaling deeply. His nose skimmed along my skin where Samuel’s mark had been that night at the bar. His breath came hot and fast against my throat.“Samuel drove you back again? How much did he pay you for one night, huh? Tell me—I’ll double it! Triple it!”Mason’s grip was unrelenting, his arms trapping me against him. My pulse throbbed wildly, not just from fe
(Layla)The moment Samuel’s arms released me, Annie’s desperate cry split the air.“Daddy!” Her anguished yell rang across the lawn.Samuel darted toward her. I ran after him, my shoes sliding on the grass still wet from yesterday’s rain. Each step kicked up tiny droplets that soaked the hem of my dress.“Wait!” I called out breathlessly. “It wasn’t what you think! Your daughter—she wanted to switch places!”My words seemed to dissolve in the space between us as Samuel reached Annie first. He scooped her small body into his arms, soft but protective. She immediately buried her face against his neck, her shoulders heaving with dramatic sobs.“Princess,” Samuel murmured, his hand smoothing over her dark hair. “Tell me what happened.”Annie’s fingers clutched his shirt. “She—she—” A hiccup interrupted her words. “She wouldn’t make me any food all day! And then she made me push her in the wheelchair!”“That’s completely false!” I stepped closer, gesturing frantically. “Annie, tell him the