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LAYLA'S POVEverything was in place. The woods were set for the big day. People from all over the pack were there, most of them eager to see who the new Luna was and to witness how special the Lunaâs Creed would be. I was still up in the kingâs room, trying to talk myself into getting in the mood, but failing miserably. My gaze fell on the dress I had picked weeks ago for the event with Annabelle. I'd seen very little of her since the return of the king, and I knew Elijah would come for me soon. I wasn't even ready yet. What a way to start the day."Hello, having cold feet?" Demetrius asked as he walked up behind me. I was standing in front of the full-length mirror, which I had ordered to the room to make it my own. If I had to share this room with the king, it had to have some of my touches too."Yes," I admitted."Come on, you don't need that. You've got this. We've made sure everything is in place," Demetrius reassured me. He kissed my exposed neck right on my mark, and I moaned
Layla saw Elijah talking to Annabelle, his tone tinged with anger as he scolded her for nearly causing harm to the Luna. Annabelle had no excuse to offer and displayed no remorse for her actions. She simply shrugged and told Elijah that Layla needed to be vigilant at all times, as it was the responsibility of a good Luna. Sick of eavesdropping on their conversation, Layla quietly slipped away, avoiding being noticed.As she wandered, she crossed paths with Demetrius, who was inspecting the competitors. Layla considered dodging him before he saw her, but it was too late. He turned and grasped her hand, preventing her escape.âI still want to do this,â Layla told him before he could speak. She knew he was going to attempt to persuade her not to participate in the fight. She had learned from the best and wanted to put to use all that Elena had taught her.âYou're not strong enough,â Demetrius cautioned her.âElena said I'm good to go,â Layla replied, although she wasn't entirely convince
ANNABELLE'S POVIf I was about to die, then I would finish my job by taking Layla on that trip to hell. I took my remaining blade, since Elena managed to collect one of them. I would make do with just one, but I would have loved to finish her off with the two â putting one through her heart and watching as she looked at me in pain, shock, and fear while I used the other blade to cut off her neck. That would have given me great pleasure. I will have to make use of what I have now and make her death memorable.To do that, I would have to give myself up. I knew they were looking for me. Maybe I would be pardoned by Demetrius. He just canât send me to my room like that, right? With my friends turning their backs on me, I doubt Demetrius would go lenient on me. I am dying anyway, so I better get on with it.I tied my arm where I was bleeding, I noticed the bleeding had stopped, and I wondered why. What did the witch fail to tell me? Maybe killing her has its benefits.I stepped out into th
DEMETRIUS' POVI got ready to head to the south border; it was already late. What was Jarod thinking, coming here at this hour? I shifted into my wolf form after giving Elijah and Elena orders to watch over my mate. I wasn't about to leave her unprotected for a minute. With Red at the door, I also instructed Elijah to ensure the entire pack was well-lit. I left for the border to meet this unwanted visitor. From what I could gather, he would be the suspect behind most of the attacks on other packs, but there was no solid proof to hold against him for now, so I couldn't persecute him.When I arrived, I shifted back into my human form and made my way to where the Jarod was waiting. He stood up when he saw me approaching. I counted the men with him, twenty in total. That likely meant he came in peace, but I wasn't going to jump to any conclusions just yet. We were able to see with our wolf senses, but as the light faded, we would need to illuminate the camp area. I didn't want Jarod to s
Laylaâs eyes widened in shock, and she gasped as she stared at her worst nightmare. Jarod was also surprised to see her; he quickly changed his expression. Demetrius looked from one to the other in confusion. His mate was still as a stone, paler than he had ever seen her. He pulled her back and shielded her from Jarod's glare.âThis is my mate, Layla,â Demetrius told Jarod. He heard his mate gulp behind him.âI⌠see,â Jarod said. âYour mate, she looks different,â he added.âWhat?â Demetrius asked.âDid she grow up here?â Jarod asked.âNo.ââI know, she looks more beautiful.ââWhat are you talking about? Do you know her?â Demetrius asked, growing tired of Jarodâs games.âWhy donât you ask your mate?â Jarod told Demetrius.DEMETRIUSâS POVI wondered what relationship existed between my mate and Jarod. The way my mate reacted when he was close indicated that they knew each other. My mate was scared of him, and that didn't sit well with me. Looking at the state of my poor mate, he must hav
Jarod observed the woman closely, admiring her well-defined figure. He signaled to one of his men to offer her some clothing. Once she was properly covered, he approached her. Fatigue and hunger were evident in her eyes; she must have been fleeing. As an outcast, she seemed the perfect distraction for Jarod, taking his mind off Layla, at least for the time being."What is your name, rogue?" "My name is Annabelle," she responded, her voice hoarse but pleasant."Well, it's a pleasure to meet you, Annabelle. I am Prince Jarod," he stated proudly. "As you're an outcast, I'll claim you.""No," Annabelle rebutted. She had her own agenda and refused to be tied to any pack. Realizing she was outnumbered, she resolved to escape. However, her pride prevented her from hunting and feeding on fresh blooded animals due to her weariness and hunger."I'm not giving you an option here," Jarod stated, his signature smile lingering.Glancing around for an escape, Annabelle caught Jarod's warning expres
Jarod smiled at Annabelle, who had his full attention. He ignored Freya, who gave him a disbelieving look. She knew he wanted to be alone with Annabelle, but she wasn't going to make it that easy for him, so she stood her ground. Jarod looked in Freya's direction and shook his head at her for being childish.Annabelle watched the two of them, thinking she should use this as an opportunity since she was in front of the prince. "I could use a little food," she said.Two pairs of eyes turned to her, one curious, the other angry. She shrugged at them. "I'm hungry right now and can't function well without food. You have proof of that," she said, focusing on Jarod.His curiosity turned into a smile. "Noted, Freya, make yourself useful and get the two of us something to eat. Now that she mentioned it, I need proper food," he said."What... I should be a slave for her?" Freya snapped angrily."I'm the one who gave the order," Jarod said, his voice changing and sounding dangerous. "GO," he gro
Demetrius watched as Lisa shook her head at something his mate would have said and went back to what she was doing. He did not know if he needed to be worried about Lisa, because she was one of those who helped his mate when she was attacked. So, would she now turn her back against his mate? Demetrius wondered if he should have someone tailing Lisa. He needed to know who to trust and not suspect his pack members, as it could lead to bigger trouble. For now, he would just watch her himself, and if he was still not sure about her, he would have someone on her. His mate must have sensed his presence at the door because she looked up at him and smiled, waving. Others in the kitchen also looked in his direction and bowed to him. He acknowledged them with a wave and nodded to his mate before leaving the entrance.LAYLA'S POVWhen my mate left, I went back to my conversation with those in the kitchen. Someone was talking about the almost messed-up incident that happened in the kitchen on t