When Leila comes to, she is surprised to see herself lying on the bed, instead of the floor where she collapsed.
An intravenous drip is connected to her arm and she pulls it off, gazing around but she's alone in the room.
Her body feels more energised than when she collapsed and her hunger pangs are gone.
Her heart thuds and she places a hand over her stomach, feeling worried for her baby. Whatever Carmela wanted to give to her must already be in her system by now.
She has to find a way to leave this house as soon as possible, she needs to escape, but how?
[Leila, the werewolf games are in three days, does the Alpha’s curfew stop you from attending to
Curtis drops Leila and he and Amanda quickly shift back into their wolf form with their backs turned to Carmela, to conceal their identity.“What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to be at the games?” Leila asks Carmela, the shock clear in her widened blue eyes and her hurried tone.Carmela scoffs. “Did you really think your pathetic plan to get away would go by me?”“So you left the pack unrepresented and for what, to keep me a prisoner? I already gave you the power to be Luna. Isn’t that what you’ve always wanted, to take back what’s rightfully yours?” Leila asks sharply, her eyes brimming with annoyance, the sound of her voice rising.“
Of course Carmela twisted the entire thing with their lies and Tatum believes her. Leila just stood by, unable to even get a word in, not that if she did, it would matter anyway, Tatum always believes everything Carmela says.Why is she not at the werewolf games?According to Carmela, she has been begging Leila to go for days but Leila refused, saying she won’t step an inch out of the room.She even begged Leila for permission to go and represent the pack but Leila refused and scolded her.Why are they in the tunnels, why was Carmela in her wolf form and why does she have a cut on her?Rogues, it was rogues who kidnapped Leila, taking advantage of the
The night was eerie and dark, the hoots of the owls sounding through the dense forest path, the trees hummed a melodic yet scary hum until the forest’s rhythm was broken by the loud painful grunt of a man.Dry blood coated every inch of his skin like a tattoo even as crimson red liquid spilled out of a wound from his torso, running down his legs who despite their tiredness refused to stop running.It was Tatum and securely clutched in his arms was a pouch and in it was a young sprout of the dry scorpion lily.Getting it wasn’t easy but it was worth it.Getting into the enemy pack and securing the herb was the easy part but because of how rare they are, they had the place boobie trapped and he was struck
“Get out! Get out! I don’t want to see you, I hate you!”Leila screams at Tatum the moment he enters her room after she leaves the tunnel.Tatum pauses, smiling warmly at her, she has every right to be mad at him, he deserves it. His only hope is that after today, he at least gets a chance to make it up to her.This rift between them is tearing his heart apart more than she can ever know but it’s also made him realise how hard life can be without her, without the warmth from her.As Luna, she makes being Alpha so easy, as a wife, she makes being a husband so loving and as a friend, she makes being her friend so comforting.
“No!….”Horror fills Tatum’s voice as he rushes to the broken vial on the floor, his eyes wide in utter disbelief as he kneels above it.A sharp pain squeezes his heart as he watches the liquid spill out onto the floor, the shards of broken glass look whole compared to his broken heart.Tears tug his eyes and he blinks for the single tear drop to run down, feeling completely helpless and devastated.Why…..What does he do now?Does he start all over again?He scampers on his knees to the mattress
Tatum scoffs softly, a wry smile adorning his lips and he gets up from the bed, bending to pick up the shards of broken glass one after the other before he stands up and holds the broken glass in his palm to Leila’s face.“To hell with it anyway,” Tatum remarks and Leila looks at him completely clueless.“Why, what was it?”The liquid from the vial doesn’t seem to have a particularly pleasing smell, so it couldn’t have been some very expensive perfume and Tatum wouldn’t shed tears over something as trivial as that.“You should have asked first before destroying it,” he walks away from her and kicks the small trash can by the dresser open and tosses th
Leila stares calmly at him, but her heart is slamming against her ribcage but instead of feeling scared or upset about his psychotic plans to murder and cremate her mate, she feels her heart flush with warmth, feeling good to know he desires her this much.This is the Tatum she knows, wild and deadly when it comes to protecting what he loves.Maybe she can give him another chance?Perhaps their baby can grow up, loved and adored by its mother and father.She wriggles away from his hands and folds her arms against her chest, an angry pout on her lips.“If you won’t let me go, it’s not only me you should be telling,” she replies in a c
Leila spent the rest of the afternoon cradled up in Tatum’s arm until he had to leave to close out the first day of the Werewolf games as is customary.He didn’t even want to leave her but she insisted and it made her feel giddy to see him so clingy.Who would have thought.But she wonders if the attention and affectionate moment she got from him was all for her or because of the baby growing in her womb? Tatum did ask her to stay before she told him about the baby and that gives her a little hope.He may yet be in love with her, nothing would make her happier but it is nothing but mere hope, the same one that kept her around all this time.