143. The Hunt

The collective gasps echoed through the forest.

Layla’s heart pumped loudly as she held Hope against her chest and watched the proceedings. Jackson was expressionless as he looked down at Diedre, but she could have felt his horror a mile away.

She got it. They had only started having the ‘what are we’ conversation. They had just talked about going away, and hopefully, they would have agreed on what their relationship was.

But did Jackson have to be so horrified that someone had called her his girlfriend? She had been in his bed for months; that couldn’t have been the first time someone had said it. Amber had tried to be his girlfriend so she could be called Luna, and she’d tried to make Zach the Alpha for the same reason. She knew there had to be some power in that ranking—Jackson was not only their Alpha but also their King.

But if he wasn’t planning on getting rid of her and wasn’t thinking of getting a more suitable woman for that role, why the hell was he so against that idea