Chapter fifty-nine

Ariah’s POV

She was certainly a control freak, a werewolf trying to establish such powers in a Lycan pack was certainly one of the most absurd things I had ever seen.

I just watched, gasping from time to time and just staring down in disbelief, What kind of a woman was she? It was at this moment that I got the feeling that I was indeed playing with fire, Layla was terrifying. Her words and the cold way she said them were enough to send a chill running up one's spine. Behind that beautiful face was a devilish creature that only wanted to see others in pain as long as she was satisfied.

I saw Ethan coming long before anyone else did and that was the first time I breathed a sigh of relief, at least he was going to put an end to this madness, even though it was temporary. Layla was the last person to be aware of Ethan's presence mostly because her back was to him.

There was a confused frown on Ethan's face as he stared at the scene, "What's going on?" He asked, staring quizzically at L