~ LAYLA ~
I exhale slowly. Logan has never raised his hand at me before, but to know he’s capable of it disgusts me further.
“You should not interfere in our matters,” Logan says, his eyes flashing as he runs his hand through his hair.
“And you should not treat your woman like this,” Quade counters quietly.
“What happens between us is none of your business. She disrespected me - her alpha. It is up to me how I punish her.”
My brows furrow as I look at him. I made him an alpha.
“So, you’re going to challenge me now?” Quade’s voice becomes deadlier as he advances on Logan, who steps back, his face paling. “Your fucking king?”
“No, I… you don’t know her. She isn’t the type of woman you would want to be tangled with. She only danced with you to try to make me jealous.”
“That’s a lie!” I snarl.
“You admitted it, Layla! You said if it’s ok with me to dance with someone else then so can you!” He looks at Quade, whose cold eyes remain fixed on Logan.
“Apologise and get out of my sight,” he says coldly.
Logan’s gaze snaps to mine, and I know he’s silently promising me that there will be repercussions.
“I am sorry, Alpha Quade.” Logan lowers his head before he grabs his jacket and turns away.
The door closes, leaving only me and Quade here.
“Thank you, Alpha Quade,” I say, meeting his cold gaze.
“If you only accepted my offer to dance to make your fiancé jealous, then you should have picked someone else. I don’t have time to entertain such rubbish,” Quade says icily. He turns, about to leave, and I don’t know why, but I stop him.
“Wait!” I feel humiliated by what Logan did. I can’t let Quade misunderstand. I need his support if I want to get my pack back.
I place my hand on his forearm, quickly removing it when he looks down at it.
“I wasn’t using you like Logan said. Look. I would like for our packs to be allies. I plan to take back my pack… would you be interested in an alliance if I proved to you it’s worth your while? I mean no disrespect when I say that although you are king, your allies are few. With a pack as big as mine behind you, it will only strengthen your power, too.”
He looks at me quietly for a while, as if trying to determine the truth of my words.
“For the sake of your father, I will give you a chance to prove yourself.”
“I will show you I’m a good ally.”
Taking note of my bruised arm, where the bruise is darkening already, Quade takes the jacket from him and places it around my shoulders. His scent engulfs me.
There’s a knock on the open door and a man enters.
“Alpha, you called me?”
“Eddie, this is Layla Blackwell, daughter of Drakon Blackwell. I need you to drop her off tonight.”
“Luna Layla. Come along.” Eddie bows his head to me respectfully.
“You won’t be coming?” I ask, and Quade smirks.
“Trust me, there’s nothing more dangerous than riding in the same car as me.”
~
After I got in the car driven by Beta Eddie and left the venue, I decided not to go back to my own home, knowing that Julian would be angry if he realised what had happened. But right now Logan is the alpha he is pledged to, so instead I spend that night at a hotel.
Early in the morning, I ask Nadia to send some clothes with Julian. Changing, I return home with him.
“I need help with getting all my belongings removed from here. I plan to return to my parent’s home as soon as possible.” I inform him, skimming through my work emails.
“Understood, but what happened, Ma’am? If you don’t mind me asking.” he asks.
“I can’t say. Just support me silently,” I murmur.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
I best get Nadia to help me too, so I can get out of here swiftly. Entering the house, I place my bag down when Logan steps out of the lounge.
To my surprise, he’s still in the clothes he was wearing last night, and he reeks of alcohol.
“Where were you all night?” he asks, approaching me.
I cock a brow, brushing past him. “That’s none of your business,” I retort as I take the stairs.
“I am your fiancé and alpha! What is wrong with you, Layla? You’re my luna, yet you were out all night with that bastard Lycan! Tell me, did you have fun being a pathetic whore?!” he growls. I step back, pulling free from his attempt to grab me by the elbow.
“I am not like you, Logan! I am not a cheat, but I also will not stay with one. Let alone a man who was about to hit me!’’ I snarl as I take down two large suitcases from on top of the wardrobe.
“What are you doing?” he asks venomously.
“Leaving you.” I declare the obvious.
“You can never leave me!” he shouts, pushing one of the suitcases onto the floor.
He’s about to go for the second suitcase but I push him away.
“Watch me!” I retort defiantly. He grabs hold of my chin.
“I won’t let you, Layla.”
“There is nothing you can do to stop me. I’m leaving and I will take everything that is mine back! This entire union was a mistake,” I say coldly.
“Listen to me, Layla, you’re overreacting. Do you think the elders and your uncle will accept this? This pack just got a proper leader. Do you really think that you are capable of running this pack? Do you think you can do what I do?”
I pause, my heart thumping. I may not know everything, but I will learn. I’m not useless!
“Layla! Look at me.” Logan grabs hold of my arms as he pulls me close, but I feel nothing but coldness wash over me. “Layla?”
I don’t respond as I try to pull free when he shakes me. “Stop acting like this, Layla, you’re scaring me, babe. You love me, I know you do. You’re the luna, my luna, don’t let yourself get carried away over Sadie, she means nothing. You don’t need to be jealous, at the end of the day I am tied to you and soon we’ll be married-”
“We will never be married! Let go of me!” I snarl, feeling repulsed. “I am not Sadie, who is ready to be your cheap whore!”
“You were the one who captured everyone’s attention! You looked incredible last night, and that dress you were wearing…” his hand runs down my back and my blood boils, my heart pounding.
How dare he!
“Let’s make up, babe. After all, there’s nothing that a morning romp won’t smooth out!” He grunts as he pushes me onto the bed.
“I said no!”
He ignores me as he climbs on top of me, and in that moment I feel sick with the realisation that someone you might have been ok to bed, could overnight become someone you want a hundred miles away.
He grabs my top, ripping into it.
“Logan, get off!”
He raises his hand, slapping me across the face, making my body go numb for a second as the pain jars through me.
He… hit me….
I’m brought back to reality the moment he reaches for my bra.
“I. Said. STOP!” I scream as I use my full force to try to throw him off me, my eyes burning with rage and something that feels close to fear, when the door is thrown open and he is ripped off me and thrown into the far wall.
Julian!
He stands there towering over Logan, his hands balled into fists.
“Julian!” I whisper as I get to my feet, only to stumble, Julian turns and I fall straight into his arms. His familiar warmth and scent makes me feel safe.
“Nadia, take her.” he orders, his voice low and menacing.
Nadia pulls me into her arms as Julian steps inside the room, shoving Logan, who is trying to come after me.
“How dare you- I am your alpha!” Logan thunders, staggering to his feet.
“Not mine. Touch her again and I won't hold back.”
My heart races as I stare at his back, how is he defying him? Even Logan looks stunned
“Come let's go, it’s going to be alright,” Nadia whispers fearfully to me.
She rubs my back, soothing me, and in that moment I realise I need to get out of here as fast as possible, before it’s too late.
“Nadia, pack my things. We are leaving today.”
~ LAYLA ~“Just have the locks changed please,” I say to Julian. It’s the following day, and I have moved back into my parents’ old home.“Understood.” He lowers his head before he leaves, and I sigh heavily as I look at the boxes that are piled to the side. I really had persuaded myself to accept Logan as my alpha and husband, but after this no way.I had packed everything and taken it into what I thought was our home, only for everything to go down the drain.“Here, dear.” Nadia hands me a mug of green tea and I accept it, thanking her. I take a sip just as the doorbell rings.“It’s your uncle,” Julian says from the hallway.I nod, placing my mug down, “Let him in.” It’s time I asked Uncle Drew exactly why he pushed for me to make Logan my mate and why Dad thought it was the perfect decision. Did neither of them see that he wasn’t worth it?“Layla!” Uncle’s voice is as jovial as ever as he hurries into the room, worry etched on his face. “Goddess, I was so scared! What is all this?”
~ QUADE ~I swerve to the left, hitting my car into the side of one of the attacker’s cars, the move throwing her against the window.“Fuck!”“I’m fine.” She presses her trembling hand to her upper arm, blood spilling down her hand and wrist. Her soft voice is breathy and for a moment I stare at the blond, petite woman.“You’re crazy.”“I’ve been told,” she responds with a small smile despite the pain she’s no doubt in.I can’t help but smirk as I lower my window and fire a round of shots at the tyres of the chasing cars. Satisfied when two spin out of control and are forced off the road.I press my foot down to the floor, zooming through the traffic with precise concentration. One wrong move at this speed and we could both be dead.I spare her a fleeting glance, once again reminding me of someone… I turn my attention back to the road, satisfied that I’ve left the attackers far behind.“I guess we have a little change of plans,” I say, not slowing down as I run my fingers through my n
~ LAYLA ~“I was expecting better.”My heart thuds as I look at Dad as he looks at my reports from my trainers and teachers. But those simple words, void of any emotion, cut like a knife.“I have paid for the best teachers for you. You have had the best of the best martial arts sensei, and your education has been nothing less than the highest of levels, yet your results show that money indeed cannot buy talent.”“I did my best,” I say, staring at the stone-hearted man.“Well, it wasn’t good enough,” he answers coldly. “Perhaps if you spent less time on meaningless things and focused better on what was important, these results might have been better.”“Dad! I have scored over 90 percent on all my exams! I made it to the quarterfinals in the martial arts championship! I was the only girl to make it to the top 20! And most of them were alpha males!”“Yes, as a girl; I should never have expected so much of you. Even Julian made it to the quarterfinals. You did nothing special there.”My ey
~ LAYLA ~“You really have been kept in the dark about a lot of things.”Those words sting my pride a little, but it’s true. It’s as if everyone undermined me.“And your uncle, he never mentioned that to you either?”I shake my head. “No, he simply said that my father gambled away our family money and pack’s treasury as well as all the savings he was meant to be keeping safe. And that’s why my uncle decided to arrange my marriage to Logan, we apparently need the Dartmouth family’s wealth to help us,” I answer quietly, unable to look him in the eye, feeling humiliated.“And you believe that?” he asks quietly, my eyes snap to him, and I raise my brow.“What do you mean?”“Your father, Alpha Drakon, wasn’t a gambler. Trust me, I own a fleet of the finest casinos in the country, I would know. He was never seen in one.”That is what I want to believe.“I don’t know, my uncle would have no reason to lie…” I’m not so sure anymore.“Your father and my family knew one another a little, and we w
I tense as my core throbs at those words.Oh fuck, not now, please. I don’t need him to know he’s turning me on!I remain still as he releases me, but he still stands incredibly close. I can feel his body brush against my ass.“You got your phone… you should go,” I whisper breathlessly.But rather than just walk away, he leans dangerously close.“If you need a little help, ask for it,” he whispers. “This time I’ll let it slide.”My heart is thumping as I feel his fingers brush my back as he unhooks my bra for me. I gasp as I hold my bra over my breasts to keep what little modesty I have left.“Hmm… maybe I do need to see you fully naked… those breasts look extremely enticing…” he murmurs seductively into my ear.“Thanks… for helping…” I whisper, making the mistake of looking up at him over my shoulder.His eyes are filled with a carnal hunger, and for a second I don’t know how to react. Suddenly he steps back, his eyes becoming cold once more and I quickly back away, too.“I better go
~ LAYLA ~I shiver at the memory of last night and look around shaking off the unease.Quade is out at the moment; he usually is at this time and that only makes the itch to do something I shouldn't, grow.I pace my room, the sound of my padding footsteps loud in the room. How much do I actually know about him?He didn’t even let me speak to Julian, although he said he has passed the message on. I feel uneasy not being able to talk to him.Julian and I go way back. There was a time I even crushed on him, but he never had eyes for me. I just remember we went to school together and lived next door and he would always ignore me, although I was the alpha’s daughter. He was the one boy who never gave me attention, and it was his attention I always wanted.But despite growing up as a rebellious teen, with a temper and creating a bad reputation for himself, he never did anything to me.In fact, often we’d walk back from school and he’d always hang behind, and even when I tried to match his sp
QUADEWhat is she doing in my room? My face is emotionless as I watch her for any signs of panic, but her eyes simply run over me, and I decide to simply observe her without showing her that I might not just trust her…“Are you in that much of a rush to get back into my room that you enter uninvited?” I ask arrogantly as I walk over and take out a towel from the shelf above her head in the wardrobe, invading her personal space as my eyes flick over my shelves. Trying to see if anything was out of place.She instantly moves back, trying to put distance between us.“Not at all. I was a little cold. I thought I’d come steal a hoodie. You don’t mind, do you?” she asks, cocking a brow.I tilt my head; I don’t believe you…“Not at all. Help yourself,” I answer, my attention falling to the picture frame I have in there.Did she see it?I glance at her, catching her eyes on me again, but she doesn’t seem nervous… she’s far too distracted by me.I smirk as I move back. Maybe I am being overly p
~ LAYLA ~“And that pretty much sums it up but you cannot tell anyone this.” I finish, crossing my legs as I lean back on the sofa looking at Julian, who is as angry as he was the day I told him about my decision to marry Logan.His jaw is ticking, his fists clench, his veins popping as he tries not to lose control.I filled him in on what the plan is but left out the fact that Quade was on my side and would be working with me on this plan. That was something Quade had made me swear I wouldn’t share, and he had made me take a Blood Oath.I glance at my right ring finger. The slight mark that remained from the Blood Oath is still there.Even if I wanted to I couldn’t tell Julian, even though I trust him.“I have a few questions, so I’ll start with the one that is fucking with my head the most. So let me get this straight. You will pretend to be ok with the man who fucking tried to rape you?” he snarls, glaring at me. My eyes widen, my heart skipping a beat at his visible display of rage
~ LAYLA ~We reach home and my arm is beginning to feel numb, although I don’t tell Julian that. Nothing an antidote and rest won’t fix, but he still follows me back to my room, scoffing when I open the door.“So, you guys going to share a room once you tie the knot?” he asks with distaste.“Well, maybe, I mean we are going to marry,” I reply, although I don’t know yet… I have plans. I could try to get close to Quade, make him fall for me, show him I love him and then get all the answers I need… I’m not sure yet.I glance at Julian, wondering what he’s thinking. He’s not happy with my response, yet he’s ok to share secrets with Quade himself.“So, do you have a medical kit?” he asks.“I do have one. Nadia always makes sure it’s packed, but I think it’s not with my stuff that’s here yet.”“You wouldn’t have an antidote for Elksall, though. Quade would.”“You seem to be sure of that,” I reply, almost like you know him.“Well, he’d be an idiot not to.”“Well, I can go look in his room. He
~ JULIAN ~The match is over, and she was fucking incredible. She’s always been resilient and skilled. Despite parts of her past being missing from her mind, her body has not forgotten anything.She now goes to speak to the elders and I wait, my eyes fixed on her, making sure no harm comes to her. I spare a glance up at the full moon for a split second.Even though the world might not know Quade’s secret, I do. We all did. We used to help him when the full moon came. He was dangerous, and stronger than us all on those nights. His thirst for blood was extreme, and he was never able to tell friends from foe. A lycan’s greatest weakness is on the full moon, when they lose all sanity.Staying away from Layla at this time was for the best.Watching her now, I can’t help but check her out. There’s something super-hot about a woman fighting. Watching her was a treat, and I can tell it’s not only the women happy to see her lead, but plenty of men who suddenly see her as more than the ever-grac
~ LAYLA ~Logan is already here. He’s only in a pair of sweatpants, some sweatbands on his wrists, a band to keep his hair back and trainers.Christopher stands, and the crowd becomes silent as he begins speaking.I’m unable to focus looking at the smug expression on Logan’s face, is he up to something? Just then, Sadie hurries forward dressed in a skimpy dress and flings her arms around Logan’s neck and kisses him before she looks over at me, and casts me a dirty glare. I smirk coldly, if she thinks that would upset me, she’s sorely mistaken.“He might try something… so stay alert. He’s got more strength, you got speed. Use it,” Julian says quietly.“I have strength too,” I answer as I step forward, and Julian pats my shoulder before he walks off to the bench, the closest spot anyone is allowed to be.All the lies… yet somehow, he seems to really care…Not now, Layla. You have to win this.Right.The signal to begin goes off and Logan is the first to run at me. I move out of his way a
~ LAYLA ~He doesn’t say a word as he takes the seat beside me and looks ahead.“You’re here.”“Obviously, I’m not like him.”I give him a sarcastic smile at his mockery of Quade whilst wondering how long he’s going to keep lying.You’re hurting me, Julian.He stretches his arm around the back of my seat just as he always did, but I’m unable to ignore the betrayal, refusing to relax in my seat.Ten minutes later the alleged crimes have been stated, and the proof that I had gathered is also presented before the audience and jury. It isn’t much considering Quade had given his verdict, but there were people who saw him with Sadie, the CCTV footage, also him drugging me at the restaurant amongst a few others. Together, they were enough for many to start murmuring in the courtroom.The council members look at me through shrewd eyes as each allegation is mentioned.Logan is in good condition; it seems Quade kept him in shape enough that he would not be able to delay the match because we all
~ LAYLA ~The day of Logan’s trial couldn’t have come sooner. The last two days have felt ominous, and it was like I was moving through a dream – drugged. Everything that I saw as reality was a fabricated lie. Everyone around me who pretended to care were lying. Playing me for a fool.It hurt and stung painfully. Julian, Nadia, Quade… everyone around me are liars.I’ve barely seen Quade since that night. In ways it’s good. It’s suffocating to be around him without wanting to ask why. I wonder if he knows. The way he observed me, the way he was watching me when they entered that night, as if trying to deduce if anyone had told me anything.I lied. Even when Julian came the following day, I acted pretty normal. He’s worried as well, and just like Quade, he was trying to figure out if I knew anything.The fact that they both knew one another and didn’t bother to tell me stings. They didn’t even need to tell me the truth, just a simple ‘Yeah we’ve run into one another in the past.’ Some s
~ QUADE ~I push open the doors to my home and step inside, leading the way to the lounge. My men swarm around me, but I’m not interested.I need to see her. I slow down when I spot Layla sitting on the sofa, a blanket around her shoulders as she clutches a mug of coffee in her hands. The smell of the coffee beans is strong in the room, a sign she’s been holding it for a while. Even now, she looks as stunning and gorgeous as I remember her.The reminder of her naked body beneath me returns, and I look away.“Layla.”I am by her side in seconds as I go down on one knee, taking the heel of her foot and look at her bandaged ankle. Anger flares through me.He hurt her.“How did you get hurt?”“I’m fine,” she answers, smiling gracefully. But even as she says that she still looks distraught.Julian walks over to us, placing a hand on Layla’s shoulder. She gives him a small smile before looking at the hearth.“How did you get injured?” I repeat, trying to calm the bubbling rage within me.“I
~ QUADE ~Tyres screech, headlights blare and the sound of a horn screaming in warning fills the car as I am thrown into my window.I knew it all along, knew that he died saving Layla, but that was a secret I took with me, knowing I couldn’t tell anyone. He asked me to take care of her, and although I went in to get him; it was too late, and he was gone. Leaving behind the woman fated to be his.I grab the steering wheel, swerving to the right as we narrowly miss the oncoming lorry.“Get a fucking control of yourself!” I snarl as he blinks, his heart thundering and his face the colour of ash.“That’s not possible. Layla wasn’t there…”“I got her away from there,” I spit, not wanting to continue this conversation.“You lied.” There’s anger in his voice.“Don’t we all?”“WE had a right to know – wait, did Reagon know?”“No, he fucking didn’t. But it doesn’t matter. You three were so fucking devastated when he died, I didn’t want Layla to become the target of that hate,” I spit. “He would
~ JULIAN ~“Layla’s been kidnapped.”Those were the words Quade spoke on the phone as I lost my shit. How? How the fuck could he let this happen to her!? I had left instantly, only taking a little time to grab some weapons.This was my worst fucking nightmare.Every word that leaves Quade’s mouth isn’t only making me fucking insane with worry, but it’s also making my gut twist with dread.And the final nail in the coffin is when he says the name of the man who has taken her. A name that makes panic settle into the pit of my stomach, mixed with shock and worry.Reagon.He should be dead.He was dead.How is he here?“You fucked up by taking her somewhere you had shit security-” I snarl, watching the speed hit max on the car as I zoom through the highway.“I had fifteen men posted!” he cuts in. “I wasn’t predicting anyone but Logan or Drew to do something! My men are fucking dead!”“Who Reagon fucking killed! Shows what we’re fucking dealing with!”“Yeah, but he wasn’t working alone. I k
~ LAYLA ~“Ah, you’re awake.”My heart races as I look up, realising that I’m tied to a chair in a room that is lit with a sickly red light. One that is only making my already aching head spin. I don’t have my glasses either, which doesn’t help.“Who are you, and what do you want with me?” I ask. My throat feels rough.“What do I want? Relax. Be grateful you're alive,” comes the voice. It’s the man from the garden, the one I got into a scuffle with.My eyes flash, but although he’s not wearing his mask, with the dim red lighting casting shadows on his face and the fact I can’t see properly, I’m unable to make out his features from where he sits. But what I do know is he is watching me.“Who sent you? My uncle? The Dartmouths?”“The who? Your uncle? I never knew you had an uncle.” He chuckles grimly.“Logan then?”“You really are becoming more and more disappointing by the second.” He stands up and leaves the room.I take a deep breath, trying to focus on my surroundings. Where am I and