Carmela glances around and she can see the eyes starting to peer at them and as Kelvin comes to take Amara away, he smirks slyly at her.Everyone saw Leila slap her but she is so scared she cannot even dare to throw a tantrum and manipulate the event to her favour but Leila is making her look weak in front of her subjects, she cannot just back down so easily. She adjusts herself, massaging her cheek as she gives Leila a cold look.“Getting your wolf back doesn’t mean anything, he already thinks I’m his mate and we’re engaged,” she says, flashing her ringed finger in front of Leila.Leila scoffs and shakes her head in disappointment, completely unaffected by Carmela’s show off.“You know, it baffles me how it was so easy for you to fool him when you are so dumb. It took him five years to give you that ring and he can’t actually marry you, unless I divorce him. Confess your sins and I may grant you that wish, or maybe not,” Leila shrugs, a sly smirk curling her lips. “You don’t deserve
No matter how hard she is trying to stick to Kelvin’s advice of using logic over emotion, Tatum’s hypocrisy is something she cannot stand and the bitter words slip from her tongue in annoyance before she can hold it back.She suddenly realises he hasn’t asked about Amara’s paternity, does he suspect something? Is that why he is keen on providing safe accommodation for them?Amara doesn’t look her age, she looks way smaller, no thanks to the circumstances surrounding her pregnancy and all. She is a four year old child who looks like she is going to three, Amanda believes her growth deficiency comes from having to heal Leila a lot while she was in the womb.The mere thought of it makes Leila sad and bitter, her anger towards Tatum filling her heart to a climax but when she looks back at his eyes, the grey orbs hold the same stoic calmness to them, her words seeming like they had no effect on him.There is neither pain, nor regret or remorse in his eyes and she hates how unreadable he is
“You would do well to stop calling me that,” Leila sneers at him. Theo was one of Carmela’s staunch supporters. She doesn’t know if he calls her Luna out of mockery or out of respect but either way, she doesn’t want to be labelled as what she is not. “The truth is bitter, doesn’t mean we shouldn’t say it,” Theo replies in a cold tone. “You know what, while I’m here, I’ll officially divorce and reject your Alpha, that should put this matter to bed,” Leila replies as Amara gets to them and she picks her up. Theo scoffs and says in a voice that Leila barely hears as he leads the way out of the playground. “You can try.” “I will do more than try and I’m sure you all will be pleased about it,” Leila replies. “I personally have no reservations about the outcome of that event and I will speak no further on it. If it bothers you so much, the Alpha is your neighbour, you can sneak into his house at night and batter your grievances,” Theo replies and Leila halts, taken back by his words.
“Do you like dolls? I bought you a doll house,” Tatum says and an omega appears with a box beside him.Amara squints at him before she carefully observes the box and looks back at him.“Will you help me build it? Mama doesn’t know how to,” she replies innocently.“Well, I live just opposite you,” Tatum points to the identical building behind him. “Helping you build it won’t be a problem.”“Really?!” Amara’s excitement shines, “Will you take me to the playground too? Mama has refused to let me go.”Tatum rolls his hand and curtsies to her. “Alpha Tatum at your service, Lady Amara.”Amara holds her gown up and returns his gesture in a cute way. “Thank you Alpha.”“I’m here!” Leila’s voice reaches them before she appears and the small smile on her face morphs into a scowl when she sees Tatum, her heart betraying her once again and pounding at the sight of him.“Tatum.”“Hi.”Amara looks between the both of them, squinting her eyes. “Mama, why don’t you like Uncle Alpha? You like everybod
Four days have passed since Tatum came bearing gifts but everyday for those four days, Leia finds herself staring at the house opposite her whenever she comes out from or goes into her house, wondering when he’s going to spring up on her again but fortunately he has never shown up. She really doesn’t want to see him again and hopes he will take the hint and stay away from her and their child, no. Her child. “Mama, why can’t I go with you?” Amara asks Leila as Leila touches her face with some light makeup at her dresser. It’s the first day of her mother’s case in court and she cannot take Amara with her. Three days ago, her mother was moved from house arrest and placed under custody. She wants to think Tatum has nothing to do with it but then, it’s his pack that has accused an innocent woman of murdering her mate and husband. “Because….kids are not allowed where we are going,” Kelvin answers from behind Leila, sitting on her bed and going through his files. Amara frowns. “Well, c
How does he know that? Leila half sneers at him.“Did you like your doll house and have you built it?” Tatum turns to Amara with a broad smile on his lips.“Papa Kev has been busy and Mama can’t help with it,” Amara replies in a somewhat wry tone, her little face holding a look of disappointment.“Yeah…your mama has always been more brains than brawn, doesn’t care for all that physical stuff but tell you what, how about we build it together while I babysit you, like the idea?” Tatum smiles at her.“Really?!” Amara replies excitedly, “You’re awesome!”She hugs Tatum and he chuckles, softly rubbing down her back.Something tugs Leila’s heart seeing the seamless interaction between the both of them, just so natural and she feels her eyes becoming wet, so she looks away quickly, a stabbing pain she doesn’t want to feel striking her heart.This is what she wanted, this is what she saw, this…..Tatum being a good father to their kids, loving them, doting on them, it’s why she held on, why sh
“You were just leaving,” Leila replies coldly, sifting for other options in her mind. She doesn’t want her mother remaining in custody for even one more second but Tatum is not looking after her child. “She’ll be safe with him, we don’t have much time,” Kelvin says in a frantic tone, his grip tightening on his briefcase. “Mama….” Amara’s little voice coerces. Leila grits her teeth, her ego taking a punch as she says. “Fine, nothing better happen to my child.” “She’ll be as safe as safe can be, you have my word.” Leila scoffs as she walks closer to Tatum, handing him Amara, mindlinking him. ‘We both know you’re not a man of your word, so just look after my child and if I find out you have anything to do with Amanda not being here or the judge’s emergency, I’ll cut your balls out and feed it to you.’ ‘You’ve always liked to have your hands on my balls Leila, I guess old habits die hard,’ Tatum replies, winking at her. ‘Fuck off and I mean it,’ her voice comes colder, frowning at
“All rise,” the court clerk announces and they all stand to their feet as the judge comes inside.The court is divided into two rows by a single aisle, each row further divided into six columns in a linear sitting arrangement.The judge takes his seat at the podium and Kelvin turns back from his attorney’s desk to look at Leila sitting right behind him on the first row on the right column, giving her a reassuring nod before taking his seat and Leila does the same.Carmela smiles sinisterly at them from behind Leila. Trent never appeared in the courtroom after giving Carmela the necessary information that she needed.The clerk remains standing, announcing. “All those having business with this court plea, stand forward and Judge Bruce Tanner will hear you.”“Bring in the accused,” the judge says and immediately, the door opens up and Liana is led in by two guards with chains around her hands and feet, her eyes looking desolate and pale, her body visibly weak.Leila’s heart breaks with p
Later that evening, after deciding on the date and time to execute Trent, Leila goes to visit her mother and is surprised to see an even larger crowd than the one that gathered at the packhouse outside her mother’s house.She steps out of her car and immediately she is approached by a group.“What’s going on?” She asks, scanning the crowd and seeing her mother in the middle with tears falling from her eyes. Leila’s heart immediately races, fearing the worst. She dashes towards the crowd, not waiting for a reply to her initial question, ignoring the greetings of people until she gets to her mother.“Mom, what’s wrong? What’s going on?”Her mom sweeps her into a tight hug, sobbing hard, “thank you Leila, thank you.”The tension in Leila’s heart deflates but the confusion in it lingers even though she hugs her mom back.“We are so happy that the truth came out Luna. For so long, many believed the lies of that traitor Trent that your mother killed your father, we can’t imagine how hard it
Leila’s men drag Trent out of the house, two of them holding him tight. Another one immediately lodges two syringes full of wolfsbane into his neck, both to weaken him and to stop him from mindlinking anyone. The fourth one opens the car door but one of them holding Trent frowns, “we should parade him round the pack before throwing his ass in jail.” “Sounds like a good idea to me,” the other replies, slamming handcuffs on Trent’s hand behind his back before he kicks him down. “You imbeciles, you’ll pay for this,” Trent says, groaning in pain, the wolfsbane having immediate effect on him. “Shut up,” one of the men throws a hard fist at Trent's face and splits his lip open and blood gushes. Another one yanks Trent up by his collar and gives him a cold stare, “if anyone is going to pay for anything, it’s you who will pay for your crimes,” he drives his fist into Trent’s torso making Trent squirm in pain before pushing him forward, leading away from the old Alpha house. A crowd start
“How is this possible?” Trent asks in shock, unwilling to believe what his eyes just witnessed. Adaline has been laying in a pool of her own blood with wounds all over. How is she fucking healed? And Darren has him pinned to the floor. Did he suddenly recover from his illness? He looks sharply at Leila, getting a thought as the blue aura emanating from her slowly starts to dim. Is she the one behind this? Does she have some kind of healing power? “Are you okay, Father?” Leila asks Darren, slowly walking towards him, her heart full of relief and gratitude. She has no idea what happened or why that powerful aura burst forth from her but something tells her that it has something to do with Trent’s recovery. “Never been better,” Darren applies more pressure to keeping Trent in place, “I think whatever happened with you just now healed me, I feel so young and strong.” Leila blinks and tears roll down the corner of her eyes. She immediately mindlinks some of her trusted warriors and fo
“No…” Trent’s voice is filled with terror upon seeing Leila, “you shouldn’t be here, you should be dead.” Leila sneers at him, “you think you’re one step ahead of me with your plotting and scheming to have me sent to the palace so you could get rid of me but the problem with being a step ahead is that you leave steps behind and you never know what’s going on behind you.” “Bullshit!” Trent growls, his eyes red and full of murderous intent as he stares at Leila. “You made a very foolish decision coming back here, your plan should have included you running for your dear life just like your cowardly husband because now I’m going to kill you myself, then I’ll kill this old fool and his wife. Nothing will stop me from my destiny.” Leila grinds her teeth, feeling so much anger inside of her from Trent’s words but she manages to keep the anger away from her eyes and her voice becomes sullen like someone riddled with fear from Trent’s threat. “Why? Why are you doing all of this?” She backs
Trent quickly tries to move out of the way but he’s not fast enough and her claws tear into his cheek, making him yell in pain. She’s been behind the door the whole time listening to the conversation between him and her husband and the more Trent revealed the depth and treachery of his schemes, the more she hated herself. She was Carmela’s number one supporter. All those things she did to Leila, all the many times that she made the poor girl’s life hell, it was because of this man and his evil deeds. “You bastard,” Adaline growls, charging at him again, taking another swipe at his face but this time, Trent blocks her attack and shoves her back. He wipes the speck of blood on his already healing face and rubs it on his finger. “I’d ask your husband to put you under control but seeing as he is not fit to carry out his manly duties, I’ll do it myself.” He throws a punch at Adaline but she ducks underneath it and kicks the back of his leg, making him stagger forward. “You don’t dese
Darren already knows this so it does not come as much of a surprise to him but he never thought Trent would openly admit his atrocity, which makes him gaze at Trent with a bit of surprise in his eyes. Trent scoffs, reading the look on Darren’s face and he smirks. “I’ll admit that I had a little bit of luck with the drunk old witch, finding out what the phoenix mark was going to look like from the prophecy before anyone else. After consulting with my own witch, it wasn’t hard to discover who was most likely to be the real phoenix Luna. Imagine my anger when I found out it could be Henry’s daughter. I was livid. “I wanted to wipe out the entire family that day when I killed him but he wounded my wolf before I could take his life. Leila wasn’t even there and I was too weak to take out his wife but I figured I’d spare them and let his family watch as I stole their destiny, just like he stole mine. All I had to do was put the beautiful mark on my daughter and present her to you all. Oh,
Trent watches from a distance as Leila’s car drives out of the pack and he picks up his phone and dials a number. “She’s enroute, make it look like an accident.” He ends the call and licks his lips, still staring as the car becomes as tiny as a dot in the distance and an evil smirk adorns his lips. It’s time to take what should have belonged to him all these years. “Take me to the old Alpha’s house,” he instructs his driver, cracking his knuckles and his neck like a fighter getting ready for some action. “How art the mighty fallen,” Trent mocks Darren who is lying in bed, shivering and covered with two thick blankets, his eyes pale and as red as blood and he can even barely keep them open. “The once great Alpha Darren the ruthless,” he shakes his head pitifully, “look at how pathetic you have become. This is what you get from deciding to surround yourself with weaklings!” He yanks the top blanket of Darren’s body. “No Trent, stop…” Darren weakly reaches out to grab the blanket b
“Darren told me the king summoned you?” Adaline sobs, wiping her face with the back of her hand. Leila squints at her, confused at why she’s crying. “Yes,I’ll be leaving at dawn. Is everything okay?” “Yeah…” Adaline sniffs, “I just wanted to thank you Leila, for everything. Since you became Luna, even if it’s only been a short while, the pack has prospered.” Leila keeps the look on her face blank. She’s always put her best into being Luna no matter what and made sure things progressed. She can even say she did more back then when everyone treated her terribly than she is doing right now. It only seems like a lot because she is wrestling with an opposing tyrannical power and this time, instead of seeing her as an usurper, the people are seeing her as a Saviour. “We all have duties we have to carry out, you don’t have to thank me for doing what I have to do,” Leila replies, glancing through the mess of things she has scattered on her bed. Her mind is continually hassled by what th
Leila’s newfound revelation of Tatum’s long lasting love for her somehow just happened to be the boost that her mind and spirit needed. Rather than spend time wallowing in worry and fear, she now catches herself fantasizing about her future with him. Knowing that he has always loved her and seeing how they have been through so much together, she believes their love can only grow stronger. She takes a day off from her Luna duties for the first time in a while to have a spa date with Amanda and some other women that were pivotal in helping her stabilize the pack. Things are running more smoothly now, Trent has been quiet, not stirring up much trouble with more and more people offering her their support over him. She doesn’t worry but she also cannot wait to be reunited with her family. Whatever Tatum is planning, she hopes it works out soon because she is sure that his plan includes them being together, she just has to be patient and make sure that he returns back to the pack better