Alpha Demetrius waited for Layla to put on her sandals, and they made their way out of the coven and walked down the beach. They didn't notice the person approaching, and it was too late for Layla to do anything else.“Layla,” Elena called as she stopped in front of them. She had a killer look on her face and focused her gaze on Layla.“Elena,” Demetrius called, surprised to see her there. Elena bowed to him, but her attention remained on Layla. He then left the two of them alone, understanding that they must have something to say to each other. Elena was thankful for the space, but Layla was far from thankful. She wished the Alpha had never left, leaving her to face Elena. She knew Elena's intentions were to talk down on her. What would she think now? Seeing her with the Alpha must have bothered her. Would that mean more hatred from her?“Being clingy with the Alpha now?” Elena asked, her voice deadly cold.“No,” Layla said quickly. How was she going to explain to Elena, and would sh
The next day, Layla was hardly awake when Annabelle came and dragged her out of bed. Layla quickly changed clothes and put on sandals that Annabelle had prepared for her. Annabelle pulled her out of her room and down the hallway to the training ground, where a few warriors were waiting. Annabelle pushed Layla towards Elena, and Layla felt her heart race, unsure of what was happening. She had assumed she would be fighting against Elena.However, Annabelle beamed down at her and said, “Watch and learn.” Then, Annabelle greeted Elena and dashed away from them before Elena could return her greeting.Layla moved a bit to the left to leave some breathing space between herself and Elena. She focused her attention on what was happening in the training circle. This was the first time she was surrounded by the pack's warriors, and it brought back terrible memories. She closed her eyes and wiped her face to regain focus. This wasn't about her. They weren't going to attack her. With that in mind
DEMETRIUS’S POVI knew there was more to the story than she is letting on. She was holding back the whole truth. I wished she could be free with me, open up to me, and tell me things. She wouldn't have shivered the way she did if what she remembered was good. It must have been a horrible moment for her. She stopped rubbing her arm when she saw me staring and following the movement. I wished I was the one rubbing her arms in comfort, but she still had that tall wall she had built to keep herself from any other person.What I wanted for her was for her to trust me enough to speak to me about her concerns, her fears, her anxiety, what kept her awake and tossing at night, what brought a big smile to her face, what she loved doing, and what she avoided at all costs. All of this was what I needed from my mate, but I still had to take baby steps with her. Around her, I had to control myself. I knew she could flex away from me at her own will, so I wanted her to talk to me when she was ready,
After Layla managed to get to her room in one piece, a knock sounded at her door. She groaned, wondering who it was. Perhaps Annabelle checking up on her to see if she was okay? She dragged herself to the door and opened it to find Lisa standing there with a bowl of hot water, giving her a small smile."I guessed you'd be needing this, and I was right," Lisa told her as she looked Layla up and down."You're wet.""I am. Thanks a lot, Lisa," Layla said, grateful for Lisa's thoughtfulness."Should I help you carry it to the tub and prepare the bath?"Layla couldn't ask that of Lisa, who had already done so much. "No, thanks, really, Lisa. You're a lifesaver.""You're welcome," Lisa said, passing the bowl to Layla. "You can skip kitchen duty today. I'll have your meal delivered to you soon.""You don't have to," Layla replied. "I'll come for it myself. Thank you.""Are you sure about that?" Lisa asked, wearing her playful look."Yes.""Okay, see you later," Lisa said and walked away.Lay
Demetrius observed the shock in Layla's eyes; she appeared scared, as if the attack was happening all over again. He couldn't fathom what was running through her head. The attack was a thing of the past, occurring a long time ago when his father ruled. He had ensured such incidents didn't repeat during his reign.Layla struggled to control her shocked expression. It was difficult to believe what the king had just revealed. If anyone else from the pack had told her that the Nightwalker pack had been attacked, she wouldn't have believed them. But now, the Alpha had confirmed it himself, so it had to be true.But how could the pack be attacked? The Nightwalker pack had the highest security and was ruled by the Lycan king. Who would dare to attack a pack with the king at its helm? A pack that had been attacked once was vulnerable to further attacks."You look so shocked to hear this," Demetrius said, breaking the silence and bringing her back to the present.She looked up at him, still con
Layla desperately wanted to pull her hand away from his grasp, but his hold remained firm. He knew that if she managed to break free, she'd likely run away without looking back. So, he held on tightly, causing her to break into a nervous sweat. Demetrius couldn't help but wonder what he had said to trigger such a strong reaction in her."I am your second chance mate, Layla," he calmly declared, though he couldn't hide the indifference in his tone. Layla's heart sank at his words. Was the Alpha playing some cruel game with her emotions?"Liar!" she yelled, tugging at her hand with the little strength she had left. She felt the shame of her body's betrayal taking over."Calm down, Layla," Demetrius implored, attempting to soothe her. "Don't you feel it? It's the bond between us.""No," she boldly lied, though her eyes gave away her deception. "No!"Desperation filled Demetrius as he called out to her, and in a bold move, he pulled her trembling body closer, hugging her despite her strug
ANNABELLE'S POVI watched as the other two ladies exchanged a secretive glance. It couldn't be that difficult, could it? Elena was their friend, and friends should be there to lend a helping hand when the situation arises. I just couldn't understand why the two ladies were hesitating. Or was there more to the story that Lisa wasn't saying?Lisa sighed, seemingly having reached a conclusion for herself. She leaned in closer to me. It appeared she didn't believe she could be of much help to Elena. Elena herself didn't seem interested in assistance. She rarely stopped for a minute around Lisa, except when she was hungry or during training. In those moments, her ears were closed to any interference, and Elena didn't appreciate Lisa poking her nose into others' business.I looked at both ladies, and it was clear they were yet to decide on what to do. They both knew that Elena really needed our help, but they wouldn't give in that easily. Especially Lisa – she might be aware of people's bus
Elena stared at Lady Annabelle as if she had grown two heads. What was she talking about? She knew it was rude to bang on her door like that, but Layla was really messing with her brain, and she needed to put an end to it. She was still standing in front of Lady Annabelle's chamber, arguing."What did Lady Annabelle just ask me? If I've killed Layla? Or does she wish I could do that to end her misery?" Elena thought. But she knew how angry that would make the king and how sad Lady Annabelle would be. "What?" she finally asked when she found her voice."I asked if you've killed Layla," Lady Annabelle repeated."I wish," Elena sighed."So, you haven't killed her yet. Good. So, what's the matter? Why are you here?" Lady Annabelle asked, rubbing her face in exasperation."How could you ask me to train her? She is wrong in every way I try to look at her," Elena complained."What angle have you just discovered now?" Lady Annabelle inquired, intrigued."Her wolf has never defended her. How
Demetrius was in his room, going over the report Lucas brought to him about the operation of other packs when he heard a knock on the door. Knowing it was his kids, he stood up and went to the door, opening it a little to talk to the boys. However, the sneaky children made their way into the room, rushing to his chair and bed.“Mama?” Laish was the first to notice Layla before Demetrius could cover her up. The other two ran to him and helped each other up, joy in their eyes as they recognized their mama. Shamir turned to Demetrius, asking for confirmation.Demetrius nodded, “Yes, Mama.”“Mama is sleeping,” Laish said.“Mama, wake up,” Shamir said, touching her cheeks.“Kids, don’t wake Mama, let her sleep,” Demetrius told them as he carried Tristan down from the bed and then Laish. When Shamir saw he was next, he started crying, holding Layla's clothes.“Come on, Shamir, don’t wake Mama with your cries,” Demetrius said, trying to peel his hands off Layla’s clothes. Layla groaned and op
Annabelle used magic to throw Demetrius across the room; his head hit the wall, and the power holding him mid-air released him. He fell on the table, breaking it in two. The shock wore off from Demetrius immediately; he knew Annabelle was not planning on going easy on him. So, he charged at her, but she used her powers to immobilize him, rendering him unable to move.Demetrius focused on his inner strength; it had never been said in history that a Lycan king or queen was defeated by a mere witch, and it would not start with him. He felt his toes move, unbeknownst to Annabelle."Do you think you can defeat me?" Annabelle asked, not paying attention to his legs. She started pacing. "You can’t handle me. I am stronger than you think.""But it is killing you," Demetrius said, determined to keep her talking until he was sure he could move his whole body."What do you know?" she snapped. "You know nothing about me. I am not the Annabelle you used to know," she told him."Of course, I know t
Jarod and Annabelle heard the growls from afar and knew that battle was upon them. Annabelle went outside and directed her men on what to do. Jarod pulled her aside as the men got ready, some shifting while others remained in their wolf form, armed with weapons mixed with wolfsbane, weakening the enemy easily.“You should stay with Layla,” Jarod told her.“But she is dead,” Annabelle said.“We are not sure of that, hell, you are not even sure. Four men will watch you, in case you want to change your mind about killing her again,” Jarod said. Annabelle sneered at him, but he waved her away. “We need you to be safe.”“I want to fight!” Annabelle said stubbornly.“No, you are our secret weapon; you should stay safe first,” Jarod told her. “Watch her,” he told four men who escorted Annabelle back to the house.Jarod changed into his wolf to blend in with the men. He knew his strong scent could give him away, but he aimed to take down many enemy warriors.The wolves from the woods charged
★JAROD'S POV★It was fortunate that I overheard Annabelle's and Layla's conversation. She was falling into Layla’s influence again, just like three years ago when our entire plan went downhill. I quickly made my way over to them.“What are you doing?” I demanded, and Annabelle jerked like she was in a trance while Layla gave me an angry look, as if I had burst her favorite bubble. That's exactly what I did, I thought to myself.“Are you letting her sway you with rubbish words again?” I asked Annabelle.Annabelle looked annoyed. “I am not.”“But you looked smitten just now. Why is that?” I questioned her.“It is none of your business,” Annabelle retorted.It was a waste of time to argue with Annabelle once she had denied everything, so I turned to Layla. “Don’t try to sweet talk yourself out of this. We are ending this once and for all,” I told her. To Annabelle, I said, “We need to send the message now.”Annabelle nodded. “But the potion is not ready now.”“No more delays. Are you try
DEMETRIUS' POVAfter leaving my office, I went to the nursery where the kids were playing under the watchful eyes of Elena. She looked so tensed up, and I knew that the other ladies must have set her up to babysit the boys. And the three of them together are capital trouble. When the boys saw me, they ran towards me with super speed; their growth was so fast that they were comfortable on their own feet."Papa," they shouted as they got to me and surrounded me. Elena stood up right and bowed to me. "I will watch them for some time," I told Elena."Yes, Alpha," she said, sounding relieved. She bowed and left the room. "Play with us," Tristan demanded."Carry me," Shamir said, lifting his hands up to me. I knew if I carried one of them, all of them would want to be carried, so I dodged that request. I walked over to their playing mat and sat down; immediately, Shamir placed himself on my laps, occupying his space and claiming ownership. It would be trouble if any other person wants to si
★ANNABELLE’S POV★I was in so much pain; my whole body was burning. I knew I was cursed with the witch power running through my veins. The fact that Layla escaped my camp, a place I thought no one could penetrate, was a big shame to me. It made me more furious at everything I had built. I should be untouchable by now, but a weak girl, three children, and a weak male still escaped and went free. I wished Layla was conscious when they brought her back; she might be dead by now. I busied myself in preparing my weapon. If she doesn't want to die easily, then I will give her options to choose for herself. Then she won’t be able to escape death again.I picked up the potion bottle; it was a death poison. Instead of wasting energy to kill her, seeing how she had not turned up dead, escaped from Jarod, didn’t die when I stabbed her, I had to release her when I captured her, and Jarod tried to kidnap her but failed miserably, and now she is in my hands again. I am so done with her shit. I sh
Nancy gave the boys a bath, fed them, and watched them play in the garden. The children had asked her for their mama; she told them their mama was out, as the Alpha had instructed them to say if the kids asked for their mama. Nancy wished she had her own child. She was the one who told her mate that they should wait. She wanted to enjoy their time alone, but then the Luna came into the picture, and her mate had to attend to the Luna's needs, and everything happened so fast. Maybe now was the right time to have her own child, but the Luna's situation was a concern. Their Alpha did not believe his mate was dead, but Foster said she was dead.Foster was still asleep; he must be regaining his strength while on bed rest. Elena joined Nancy in the garden, and they sat together.“How are they doing?” Elena asked.“Well, they are fine. They have been constantly asking for the Luna,” Nancy said.“What do you think?”“What do you mean?”“Do you think the Luna is dead?” Elena asked. “I don’t wa
Demetrius was summoned to the north border. He hurried over to the place, running in his wolf form, which was faster than in his human form. He had to persuade his wolf, who had been angry with him for days since Layla left on her own to save their kids.He could vividly remember his last conversation with Demon echoing in his head.“You are a fool for staying here when it is likely our mate has been attacked.”“She does not want our help.”“Your help, you mean?” Demon retorted hotly. “We are one person, are we not?”“You should have gone after her no matter what. But what did you do? Stayed back, and for two days now, she has been out of reach. You are so comfortable with yourself.”“I have a pack to worry about.”“So, Foster or your kids are not part of your pack? Or talk about your mate. You don’t need her?” Demon asked him.“Of course, I need her. She is the one that does not need me!”“You sent her kids away from her; she hates you for that. And you won’t even allow her to visit
When Layla saw that everything was quiet, she went over to the barred gate and started working on the lock. She moved quickly because, from that moment, their cover could easily be blown. She heard the click sound, signaling that she had successfully unlocked the gate."It's open," Layla told Foster. She listened for any sounds, hearing none, she opened the door and motioned for Foster to follow her.They both stepped out of the cell and made their way cautiously, not moving too fast as they were still weak. Out in the open, they hid from the guards patrolling outside. When no one was looking, they changed their position and concealed themselves among the bushes."Can you tell where exactly they are?" Layla asked Foster, knowing it would be easier for him to pick up the kids' scent.Foster sniffed the air, attempting to pick out the kids' scent, but it was challenging, mixed with that of the rogues. "Let’s move away from here and try again.""We need to hurry up; they will soon notice