Chapter hundred thirty-two

Layla’s POV

It was all a mess now.

Everything I’ve worked for, everything I tried to achieve, it was all going down the drain. It had all been in vain, even the people that died and I had to step on their dead bodies just to get here, it had all been in vain!

I sighed as I sat in the back of the Rolls Royce heading back to my pack, I was feeling devastated, angry, and betrayed by everyone and everything. Nature had never been on my side, despite all the efforts I had put in. Who cared if those efforts were good or evil? As long as they got me where I wanted to be right?

“You fucking idiot!” I berated myself.

It was all my fault. I thought everything would fall into place once I became Ethan’s queen, I thought the feelings would just spring up along the way. Even when Ariah was there and he had kept anything concerning feelings out of our union, I still had hope he would fall for me someday. I scoffed.

It was all futile now, I had murdered a man that loved me for one that did