Leila paces back and forth outside the courthouse, worry etched in her face, anxiety staunch in her heart. “Any news?” She hurries toward the man with a phone to his ear walking towards her, the second defence counsel on her mother’s case, Bass Grant. “No one can reach him,” Bass replies, putting his hands akimbo. “And you say you haven’t seen him in days?” Leila nods and looks away, staring into the distance with a grim look. Today is the most important day of the case so far, the day they get to put her mother in the stands and prove her innocence. Ever since the day Amara shifted, Kelvin had not shown up to the house nor did he call. She thought it odd at first but she assumed he was preparing for the big day and so she did not bother to check in but now no one can reach him. Bass glances at his watch and grunts. “C’mon, we gotta be seated before the judge comes in, maybe he’s running late and don’t worry, I’ve studied the files in depth too, I can handle it.” “Hmm,” Leila no
After Trent is dragged out of the court, Judge Bruce clears his throat, leaning closer to his mic. “After listening to all relevant testimonies and taking into account useful evidence, the court has reached a verdict. Liana Rogers,” Judge Bruce pauses and Liana, Bass and Leila all stand up to hear the verdict of the judge. “On the charge of murder, the court finds the accused…not guilty and on the charge of conspiracy to commit murder, the court also finds the accused not guilty. The accused is hereby acquitted of any charges against her and is free to roam and live as a bonafide member of the blood oak pack within all her rights. This Court case is adjourned,” Judge Bruce continues and slams his gavel. Leila heaves a deep sigh of relief as Liana rushes her in a hug and Leila smiles but the smile barely reaches her eyes. Kelvin’s absence still worries and upsets her. This is his victory, none of this would have been possible without him. He should be here, where the hell could h
“What do you mean by 'I have to be searched?' Have you forgotten who you are talking to?” Carmela eyes the guard at the holding prison her father is being kept in with contempt. The man remains stoic in front of her, eyes curt and gaze ahead, legs shoulder width apart with his hands crossed behind his back. “You are the daughter of a man accused of murder and if you want to go in to see him, we must make sure you have nothing of consequence on you,” he replies sternly. She glares at him. “You scum, so you want to put your hands on the Alpha’s fiancée? Do you have a death wish?” “I’ll be the one searching you.” A familiar female voice reaches Carmela’s ear before Tracy steps out, eyes cold as frost. Carmela is taken back to see her, evident from the look of surprise in Carmela’s eyes. “What is the meaning of this Tracy? You should know better, I’m your friend.” “May the goddess take your tongue for calling me that,” Tracy snaps. “You don’t know the meaning of that word.” “That
After signing the necessary papers for her mother’s release with Bass and her mother, Leila tries to mindlink Kelvin again for the umpteenth time but she cannot reach him still. Did he have an emergency that took him far away from the pack? He would have said something if that was the case, he wouldn’t just leave her in the blind and worried.“Leila, are you okay?” Liana asks, seeing the gloom in Leila’s eyes.Leila sighs deeply, rubbing the side of Liana’s arm with a wry smile on her lips. “I’m fine. Bass, do you think any one in the office might know his whereabouts?”“I cannot say for sure but you can always go ask, he might have left a note or something, we both majorly worked on the case from his apartment and I know for sure he’s not there, so office might be the best bet.“Mom, I’ll call Amanda to come take you home with Amara. I’ll go with Bass to the office to figure out Kev’s absence, something about it is off, it's just so unlike him.”“Thank you sweetheart but do not trou
“Help you? I should kill you,” Leila snarls, charging at him. “I know you’re the phoenix wolf,” Tristan puts his hands up to protect himself, backing against her car. Leila halts midway to striking him, feeling a spike in her heartbeat, her eyes widening in surprise. “I always like to have leverage over my employees, I had Carmela’s phone bugged and I heard a conversation with her dad. I can help you prove the truth but first you have to save me.” Leila grits her teeth, her eyes tight in annoyance, bitterness and anger marauding inside her as she shifts her paws back into arms and clenches her fist. “I don’t trust a word you say. For all I know, this is another one of your master’s schemes to get me.” “That bitch is not my master and you can trust me because you know she would never tell anyone her biggest secret when it risks her being exposed. I found out by chance but then my allegiance was to her, I had to do her bidding.” “And now?” Tristan moves his hands away from his
“Good night Mama,” Amara says, kissing Leila’s cheeks before she lies on the bed and Leila puts a blanket over her when she gets home that night. She got Tristan some supplies and they discussed at length about how Tristan could help her prove her innocence with what he knows. She always knew Amara was special but not this special, a werewolf and a sorceress. She doesn’t know why two goddesses would decide to go against the laws of nature, the very laws of creation to bless a child, her child with both their powers and the fact that Amara now has to live with the knowledge and burden of that from such a young age worries her. What kind of powers would Amara have? Will it corrupt her like she has heard happen to many sorcerers and sorceresses? And that magical aura around her wolf? Does it grant her wolf some special kind of power or is it just the mere presence of the magic within her? There are so many questions she has that have no answers and many of those answers can only be g
“To what do I owe this visit?” Tatum points to the couch in the side of his office, stepping away from his desk as Leila steps into his office, a small smile plastered on his lips. The smile makes him look even more handsome and his gentle gaze is quite alluring but Leila will not be distracted by it, she means business. She keeps her face curt, despite the way her heart pounds, the decision she is about to make will not only hurt Tatum, she will feel some of the pain from the bond snapping, her wolf will also feel some pain but Tatum and his wolf will get the brunt of it since she is the one rejecting him. “I’m here to reject you and don’t try to dance around it this time Tatum, it will just be delaying the inevitable,” Leila says in a cold tone, sitting on the couch and crossing her legs, her eyes bereft of any emotion. She sees the shock in Tatum’s eyes but it is fleeting as he runs his hands down his dark bushy hair. “So your mind is made up, I guess.” “My mind was made up whe
Tatum’s wolf howls in pain as the bond snaps on his end and he almost falls over. He has heard stories about the pain of rejection and the mate bond snapping but he never knew it was this intense. The pain is greater than anything he has ever felt in his life before, the pain he felt from drinking concentrated wolfsbane poison that day is nothing compared to this……that pain was merely physical. He can feel this pain on all levels, his body, his spirit, his soul, his wolf, everything fucking thing that makes him Tatum is drowned in it, his heart feels like it is being seared over furnance, at the same time being poked by red hot spears. His entire body shudders with a strong and unbearable pain, from his head, through his spine to his toes but he keeps his face stoic, his gaze calm, not showing any iota of the pain and agony that is flooding every cell, every nerve, every fibre of his being. “You can leave,” he says calmly. “Accept it,” Leila says in a curt tone, watching him vis