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~ LAYLA ~“I might be a little late, but I will be there on time for our guest, don’t worry about that. I’ll meet you at the restaurant?” I hear the quiet whisper from behind him.Sadie.“Sure, that’s fine.” I hang up and stare at Logan’s number.Why am I not surprised?Idiot.I look in the mirror as I continue working on my makeup. I’m wearing a satin forest green dress that reaches just above my knees, with a slit at the back. Finishing with nude lipstick, I sit back and fix the thin straps, frowning deeply as I ponder over what happened earlier.Who is behind this?Julian will be here at any minute, and I’m hoping he’s found something.As if on cue, there’s a knock on the door. “Come in!” I call, as I begin taking the heat curlers out of my hair.The door opens and Julian steps inside. I grab my glasses, putting them on as I spin around and stand up quickly.“Anything?” I ask, as he looks me over but says nothing.“There’s nothing on the security footage at the building, but the fac
~ LAYLA ~“Enjoy your meal,” the waitress says politely as she steps away.Logan was rendered speechless after Quade’s remark, and then the food I had pre-ordered arrived.“Thank you,” I say to her, clearing my throat. Even the soft music that plays in the background sounds extremely loud.“So, I see that you knew Alpha Drakon. Funny, I never knew there was a link between you,” Logan says, laughing awkwardly. His ears are red, and he’s pissed off. That much I can see, but at the same time, he’s smart enough not to get onto his wrong side. Especially after what happened at the ball.“I never knew you were ever considered as a potential partner for his daughter, either. I guess we really don’t know much about one another.” Quade counters as he picks up his glass, raising it to me before he takes a sip.Logan places a hand on my knee, his thumb digging in a little painfully. I glance at him, and he looks back at me with a forced expression. One that tells me I’m going to hear something la
~ QUADE ~My eyes flash, the streetlights glittering as I follow Logan’s car at a distance. The urge to shift, rip him to shreds and make it painful only growing with each passing second.A storm is brewing inside of me, and only his demise can satiate it. He had done something to her, that I was sure of when I returned from taking my call. After they left, I asked for the CCTV footage of our table and told them Eddie would come collect it soon since I had no time to waste.I didn’t trust him, not after how I have seen him treat her countless times.We turn a bend just as my phone rings and I answer it.“I got the footage from the manager, Alpha. I’m going to take a look at it now. The Gamma’s coming in case you need backup.”“I don’t. Just tell him to be on standby. Check the video from the point I leave the table. If he put something in her food or drink, it’s got to be then. I would have checked the glass, but I had no time.”“No worries, that’s what I’m here for, Alpha.”I hang up,
~ QUADE ~Who’d have thought the day would come when I will work with him?When Layla told me she trusts Julian, I didn’t think it would be him. Heck, I was thinking he was dead just like everyone else.The problem is he knows things I don’t want anyone to know.“Quade…” Layla murmurs as she turns in her seat and places a hand on my thigh, running it up my leg. She has an effect on me, one I wish she didn’t – one she shouldn’t. When the truth comes to light, she’d despise me with every fucking fibre of her being.I smirk humourlessly at the thought as I take a sharp left.Then I best not let that truth come out, no matter what. As for Julian, he won’t say anything because he ain’t no saint either. So, we’ll both simply carry on. Even if not everything I say is the truth, I do care for her. He would know that.Besides, he only knows the tip of the iceberg of secrets and lies that I have hidden behind the shroud of darkness that surrounds me.Fate sure does throw us into one another’s pa
~ LAYLA ~My eyes fly open, instantly realising that a strong pair of arms are wrapped around me. Memories surge forward as I try to comprehend where I am. Flashes of Logan forcing himself onto me makes my blood run cold. A scream rips from my lips as I dig my nails into his arms, my eyes stinging with tears.He raped me! He raped me!I shove him away, managing to throw him off the bed as I stagger off it, my heart pounding as I look down at my naked body. I’m only wearing my thong. What did he do? What exactly happened? No!My head hurts, my entire body trembling as my eyes dart across the room, looking for my dress.“Layla.”“DON’T TALK TO ME!” I thunder, my eyes burning with rage as I turn and look at the man who stands up from the ground. Confusion flashes through me as I realise it’s not Logan but Quade who stands there – fully clothed, although his shirt looks rumpled.My breath hitches as I cross my arms over my breasts and step back.“What? Wait, what am I doing here? Why are y
~ LAYLA ~“I know, I forget that. Sometimes it’s hard to just do that…” I whisper as I look down at our combined hands. “When I woke up, all I remembered was him in the car trying to force himself on me, and then I panicked, horrified that maybe he did something to me.”“He won’t be able to. You got me, and you seem to have Quade too.”“Alpha King Quade.” I correct, although this is Julian, he’ll show respect only if he wants to.“Not my alpha.” He shrugs.“He’s the king?” I remind him.“Don’t care.” He gives me a pointed look and I smile, shaking my head. Yeah, that’s the Julian I know.We reach home shortly after and I lead the way inside.“Luna!”“Nadia, where is Logan?” I ask as she fusses over me.“He’s been upstairs in his room all day, but he has been on the phone,” she whispers, rolling her eyes.I nod, turning to Julian. “Wait here for me.”“Not happening.” He brushes past me when I grab his arm.“Julian-”“He’s tried to sexually assault you twice. I’m not letting you go anywh
~ LAYLA ~“Alpha King Quade…” Uncle trails off as he looks at Quade before lowering his head. “I… it’s an honour and a surprise to see you here.”He sure doesn’t look honoured.“If only it was on better terms, wouldn’t you agree? I’m the one who put this loser in that fucking state because he tried to rape your niece. And you believe him. What a shame. I’ll be talking to the council myself; I’ll make sure not only is his title of alpha revoked, but that he’s thrown in prison.”“I…” Uncle looks at Logan, frowning slightly. “I apologise on his behalf.”I stare at him in disbelief. He’s looking at Quade.“Really, Uncle? I’m the one who needs the apology, not the King!” I hear a small ‘hmph’ from outside and glance over my shoulder at Julian, rolling my eyes. He’s smirking slightly, something that makes me want to smile. Like me, he can see how ridiculous this is.“It’s a lie.” Logan denies.“We’ll decide that in court then,” Quade replies. “I will meet the elders.”“I will organise a meet
~ JULIAN ~“Understood.” I cut the call, slipping my phone into my pocket as I walk upstairs, taking out my gun.“Julian…” Nadia looks at me worriedly.“Stay out of the way,” I order her. Quade’s men will be here soon, but until then, I’ll keep Logan here. Keeping my gun out of sight, I poke my head into his room. “There’s been a change of plans. You can stay here. You, Blackwell, can get the fuck out.”“Respect boy!” Drake thunders.“I don’t show fucking dickheads respect. Now get the fuck out or I’ll kick you out the fucking window.” I raise my gun, and he instantly pales, glancing at Logan who is trying to edge out of bed. “Stay the fuck where you are, Dartmouth.”He stops moving as Drake swiftly crosses the room. “It’s going to be fine; I’ll have backup come over,” he says to Logan before leaving the room.“You heard him. Backup is on the way! I’m the Alpha. You are going to be punished for this,” Logan sneers. “Tell me what this is about and I’m sure we can come to an agreement.”
~ LAYLA ~“All, ok?” Julian asks as I step out of the bedroom feeling horrible.“Yes,” I say with a small smile, before heading to the kitchen area to start cleaning up.“Lay?”I turn and give him a small smile. “What is it?”“Don’t do that. What happened?”“Nothing. Now please let’s drop it,” I say, sighing softly.He glances at the door, then at me. “You told him that quickly?” he asks quietly, now coming over as he tosses the rubbish into the bin.“No, he knew.”“Because you’re not a good liar.”I sigh and look up at him. “It wasn’t because of you. I did something because I wanted to, because I realised something last night,” I whisper.His green eyes soften. There’s something there, a longing mixed with acceptance. “That you love him.” It’s a statement.I nod. “Yeah, exactly that. And I have no idea how to process that. I don’t even know when my feelings became more.”“Then when he’s cooled down, you should tell him.”I look up at him and nod slowly, when I have the courage becaus
~ QUADE ~Leaving Layla with Julian somehow made me uneasy. The gnawing feeling in my stomach kept growing, and although I told myself it's because of what I’m about to do, I couldn’t shake it off.I ended up parking halfway there and travelled the rest of the way in my lycan form. Keeping to the shadows of the night.The grave wasn’t hard to find, even if I haven’t visited it in ages, the memory of it isn’t one that will ever fade. Entering these forgotten lands where the Sapphire Pack once stood is harder than I thought it would be.I remain in lycan form, holding my bag in my hand as I pay attention to every sound around me.This was once a place I loved to spend my summers.If he’s alive and this is all his game, then those memories were all a lie, and proof that trust is usually misplaced.I look around the fields, it’s overgrown, covered in grass and brambles. No one visited, and neither did I. After the massacre, this was a place I didn’t want to come to, remembering the death o
~ LAYLA ~My heart hammers and I’m not even sure why. Is it because I shouldn’t be doing this? Is it because I feel guilty? Is it because years ago I imagined this? I’m not sure. He’s a good kisser, his lips rough, yet somehow slow and dominating against mine.Look beyond my feelings…I slowly kiss him back, feeling the tingle course through me, the way my body reacts, the way my mind reacts to the sensation of it.He tastes of chocolate and something else, it’s appealing. There’s always been something between us, and I realise now is my chance to put it to rest. Is Quade my choice, or is there something more with Julian?Safety and comfort, or temptation and risk?I slowly fist his shirt in my hand and he wraps his arms around me, the sliver of guilt lingering in my mind even as I try to force it from my system as we kiss one another.A moment or two, that’s all it lasts before I slowly pull away, my heart pounding, and the nerves of what I just did consume me.I look into his green e
~ JULIAN ~Layla gasps as I turn sharply.“There won’t be anything in there if he’s alive,” I say.“Dead or alive, I’ll find out. There will be bones, and if I do find bones, I’ll have his DNA checked.”“You are… twisted,” I remark.“I prefer to think of it as efficient. I’ll get us the answer, whatever the method.”“Well, how long will you be gone?” Layla asks.“It’s several hours away. I’ll keep in touch. It’s late already. Get some rest,” he says, combing his fingers through Layla’s hair. She nods slowly before she tiptoes and kisses his cheek.“Take care of yourself.”He nods before he casts me a final look. “Keep her safe.”“Obviously, I have for years,” I reply.He simply nods and leaves, shutting the door behind him.Layla sighs, dropping onto the small sofa again and removes her glasses, running her hands over her face as she groans. “Goddess, this is disturbing.”“No kidding,” I reply as I massage my jaw.“I wish I remembered more.”I glance at her and cock a brow. “Your memor
~ JULIAN ~We’re all in the small lounge of the cabin where we are waiting at for Axel to do as Quade hopes. Layla and Quade have just filled me in on everything.“I don’t think Reagon is the mastermind.”I cock an eyebrow at Quade’s assumption. “Who else can it be? He has Axel on his side. That’s proof enough they’re working together.”He shakes his head. “There’s been moments that felt…” He runs his fingers through his hair, “Just hear me out.”He has always been smart, so I decide to humour him and hear his assumption out.I’m sitting on the loveseat, the only sofa in this tiny place, my arm spread across the backrest and Layla is next to me, her legs tucked up as she sips her coffee, watching Quade pace back and forth.I glance between the both of them.Are they really meant to be? Why him?“Are you listening?” Quade’s cutting tone drags me from my thoughts and I cock a brow.“Always,” I reply, bored, as I smirk and place my arm around Layla’s shoulder. She smiles at me and leans i
~ QUADE ~Fifteen minutes later, he refuses to speak still, simply continuing to laugh between grunts of pain.“Get angry. Show me that face when you killed Tray!” he sneers.“What happened with Tray isn’t what you think! What do you and Reagon expect to achieve out of all of this?” I snarl.He simply spits out some blood and I grab his jaw, squeezing painfully as I slam his head back. Something snaps and although no sound escapes him, his face contorts with pain.I take out my small pocket knife and flip it open.“Layla, go to the bathroom,” I command.“Quade, we-”“Now.” I look towards her, “Please.”She hesitates before she turns and hurries to the bathroom. The moment the door shuts, I clamp my hand over Axel’s mouth and drive the knife into the tendons of his shoulder. His entire body tenses as I muffle his agony, his eyes are full of rage as he looks at me.I move back after a moment, yanking the knife out. “If you aren’t going to talk, I have no use for you. So, start talking. W
~ QUADE ~I pace the room as Axel sits unconscious in the chair I’ve bound him to. He’s tied up with his legs bound to the chair legs, and his hands bound by silver chains. We’re in the hotel room we’re staying in. Layla is sitting on the bed, staring at him.“So, you had no idea where he was all these years?”“No, I didn’t even know if he was even alive. I thought the only surviving member of the pack after the massacre was you. Reagon and Axel were a part of that pack, unlike Julian or I. But how did they survive?” I reply, running my hand through my hair.I don’t know what to think. How is Axel part of the Or’ethian? How does he even manifest his Sapphire’s abilities into magic in a mere few years rather than two decades, which is the standard? Were they not around when the massacre took place? Or worse, behind it?I don’t even want to think that, they were just kids back then.“You weren’t expecting this,” Layla states the obvious.“No, I wasn’t.”“The Or’ethian were a part of the
~ QUADE ~She laughs breathlessly, turning her face away at the last moment. “You’re good.” She smiles slightly before pulling free. “We have a long day in front of us tomorrow. Weren’t you undressing to shower?”“Clearly not good enough,” I reply mockingly, but I don’t push it. She simply smiles slightly, and I head to the bathroom. My smirk fading, Reagon asked her to kill me. I may feel a pull towards her, but it’s a reminder that no one can be truly trusted.I know that, yet I still want her in my life. At this rate, she’ll be my ruin, but I’m not about to admit that. I step under the running water, replaying the plan we’ve got in place. It’s not exactly what I would do, with more risks of it failing than I would usually agree to, but maybe that’s what we need. A plan with all of us giving our input, to step out of the way we usually would think so even Reagon can’t figure out what’s coming. I hope it works.When I return to the bedroom, she’s already finished packing and is standi
~ LAYLA ~Shock is the first reaction from both of them. Quade’s aura seems to change, his eyes darkening and I can see the anger flash in his eyes as he clenches his fists.Shit.Julian isn’t much different; his jaw clenched as rage ripples in his glimmering eyes.“He was here and you didn’t think to tell us?” Julian is the first to speak.“Because you told me everything?” I counter defensively.“Layla, that’s not the same!” Julian growls.“I couldn’t trust you! When I knew just how many lies you were feeding me! You should be happy I am telling you now,” I snarl, the anger that seemed to be festering inside me only rising.“What did he want?” Quade asks. His voice is deeper and rougher, almost animalistic, but at least he isn’t telling me off.“He said…” This could go very wrong. “I owed him a favour for letting me go back then, and because he told me parts of my past. He came to tell me what he wanted from me in return for that.”Quade scoffs as Julian almost throws the pizza boxes