Chapter sixty-five

Layla’s POV

I was no fool, I knew when a man was in love and when that love wasn't channeled towards me.

Ethan was pretty direct with his choice of words and the way he admitted it to me. Although I had the feeling that he would have never told me about it if I hadn't brought it up. That only made me like him more for some reason, as crazy as it sounded, I saw winning Ethan over as a challenge and I was willing to go the extra mile to get him.

I had already done the ultimate deed by taking the lives of two people just to get here, so was there any doubt in me that I wouldn't hesitate to kill another? No. I wanted Ethan, whatever I wanted, I got and that was going to be the case with Ethan. I had an idea who the woman he loved was. From the very first day I had set my eyes on her at the feast in my pack, I knew that she was going to be in trouble. And now, although I hadn't confirmed it, I was on to Ariah.

Even though it somehow turned out that she wasn't the one he was in love wit