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146. Mistakes and Consequences

Author: L. G. Savage
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-29 19:42:56

Shock rippled through Layla as she watched the light dim in Amber’s eyes.

She brought a shaky hand to her hair and pulled something out. She knew what it was but her mind had short-circuited. It felt like a dream. Everything sounded muffled as she watched the blood seep into the ground in front of her. Since she had started living with Jackson’s pack, this wasn’t the first dead body she had seen.

But it was the first that made her understand just how brutal her new life was.

Her heart pounded as she looked from what was in her hand to the man holstering his gun. Evil. Not human. Not human at all.

The wolf inside her rose, her self-preservation instincts kicking in. She understood now that her plan would never have worked. She had been prepared to die for Hope and Jackson, but the darkness inside the Hunter wouldn't have let him stop at just her. It wouldn't have stopped until it consumed everything she loved.

It was Andrea’s sobbing that brought her back to reality. She quickly
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