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~ LAYLA ~“What?” My head is spinning, eternal life?“And that is why Reagon too wants the same…” her voice is laboured.“He forgot to mention that part.” I can’t keep the bitterness from my voice, but I knew from the start I couldn’t trust him entirely.“Of course, it’s what they all want, and the only way to get it is by having you by their side…”“Why me?”“Because of whom you are, dear clueless Layla; so strong… so blinded… so in the dark…” She lets out a maniacal yet weak laugh and I frown slightly. “Everyone of the legendary Sapphire Pack contains a sapphire within them. How strong, that depends on your rank, lineage and blood. It is just as important to your body as a heart… There was a time people would kill members of the Sapphire Pack for their sapphires… the very reason behind the massacre of that pack…”I listen, trying to make sense of what she is going on about. Eternal life and sapphires sounded so… out of this world. But the pack was said to be special.“That sapphire h
~ Quade ~She’s not the same Layla I met at the ball, and I hate how it affects me. It shouldn’t. She was just meant to be part of the plan to attain something I’ve always wanted. But then why did every single gaze from her affect me? Why did every single time I’m not with her make me want to be with her?The longer I go without seeing her the more this incessant desire to see her grows. The more I realize that I am falling for someone I shouldn’t becomes ever clearer. Even if I care for her, it’s not a good idea.Even now as she tries to hide her annoyance from me, she’s perfection. The way her hair refuses to stay back from her face, the way she pushes up her glasses when she’s annoyed even when they don’t need to be pushed back. The way her lips purse and her eyebrow arches when she doesn’t like or believe what I just said.But what I long for is to see the smile on her face, hear the laugh, the playful flirting, the glint of desire when she looks me over. Everything that I feel I’m
~ QUADE ~(FLASHBACK)I drag Layla’s body from the ice water, the weight of hers and mine now combined, causing it to crack dangerously.“Tray!” I shout, as I reach down into the water for the one I considered a brother more than my blood.“The ice won’t hold all our weight,” he says, gripping onto my wrist as I try to pull him from the water with numb fingers.“It has to! I’m not leaving you down there. You’ll die!” I growl as I look around.“If you pull me out, we will all die.” He shudders. His lips are blue. “She needs medical attention. Take her to a doctor now.” His words are strained and weak. I’ve never heard it like that.“I’m not leaving you!” I snarl, looking at the girl who is lifeless and blue lying on the ice beside where I kneel.My stomach knots with apprehension. The pond is insanely large, deeper than most, and we are far too away from the edge.“You have to.”“Alright, wait, I’m going to go take her to the edge and then I’m coming back for you,” I say. “CAN ANYONE HE
~ LAYLA ~My eyes open and I realise I’m enveloped in a warm embrace, strong arms are wrapped around me protectively. One arm is draped over me, my breasts are pressed against his forearm as his hand rests on my shoulder. The other arm is under my head, bent so his hand is resting upon my head.The heat of the body behind me is comforting; the deep, heavy breathing a soothing lullaby.In the arms of someone I don’t really know, I feel safe.Quade…Last night comes rushing back and I feel a chill rush down my body at the reminder of that nightmare or memory. I’m leaning towards the latter.My body still feels a little feverish, and me asking him to stay returns to the forefront of my mind with vengeance and I close my eyes, exhaling slowly.Idiot. Why did I do that!Now he’ll mock me about it.But since when did the Alpha King care to listen? He left after we had sex that one time. Or did he stay because he can see I’m shutting him out?Questions that I wish I had answers to. But regard
~ QUADE ~The rain pours down outside, causing the windscreen to be a blur of water. The door opens, and a man gets in, soaking wet in the few seconds it took for him to get from his car to mine.“You better have a good reason for calling me here,” he growls, shutting the door.“She knows,” I say looking over at Julian.He cocks a brow at me, a frown furrowing his brow. We’re both sitting in my car, which is parked down a dark alleyway.“That’s impossible.” He shakes his head.“It isn’t. We knew it could be a possibility. When I first brought up the Sapphire Pack to her and her useless ex-fiancé, she had said she had never heard of the Sapphire Pack. Yet last night, she probably thought she was being smart and witty when she said her father told her some things about it. But, in the process, she just gave herself away.” I scoff coldly, remembering her words.“Are you sure?” He sounds tense.“Yeah, she knew far too much. Even if she recalled a rare mention of what she was coming out wit
~ JULIAN ~The rain patters down on my car as I drive towards Quade’s home. His words swirling in my mind. The final moments before I left that car replaying in my mind. He looked almost… hurt.Almost.I shake my head, parking up in the shadows and slip through the trees and over the wall. I don’t think Quade is back yet. Good.I then take out my phone and call Nadia.“Hello, dear,” her voice comes.“Hey, I’m outside. Think you can let me in? I wanted to have a word with Layla.”“Oh of course, but you are welcome here, aren’t you? You could use the door.”“I don’t want to run into Quade.” It’s the truth.She pauses for a moment before she speaks. “Very well then, come on around to the back. I’ll let you inside.”I smile. Nadia is the best.Once I’m let inside, I make my way up to Layla’s room before I take my phone out and message her.JULIAN: Hey.I glance down the hall as I wait for a reply, hoping no one comes up.LAYLA: What is it, Julian?I pause at the reply, scrolling up, a remi
~ QUADE ~I look at Nikita from the chair I’m sitting in, drinking some bourbon, a frown on my face. The smell of blood is slick in the air, mixing well with the strong smell of the alcohol in my hand.“I’m growing tired, Nikita. Truly. You may be my sister, but that doesn’t really stand for much. I’m sure you know that by now. You’re only alive because I don’t have that crystal in my hand,” I remark quietly.She simply glares at me. “I don’t care. I will die before I tell you where that Sapphire is,” she sneers.“What are you going to do with it? You don’t have blood from that pack in you for it to work,” I remark.She frowns. She knows I’m right, even though I don’t know how exactly the power of it can be reached, but she definitely wouldn’t be able to. Yet she’s adamant to keep it from me.“What do you want, Nikita?”She’s quiet for a moment, and I stand up and now walk over to her, crouching down in front of her. I take hold of her chin, forcing her face up. There’s defiance in her
~ LAYLA ~I did something I know I shouldn’t have.My heart is racing, and I feel nervous just thinking about the consequences if he finds out it was my doing. And when he finds out, will he suspect me?My stomach twists and I feel nauseous. A few hours ago, whilst Quade had been out, I had managed to go visit Nikita, only to find her nearly dead with a dagger in her stomach, bleeding out onto the floor down there.Although my every instinct was telling me to leave her, I couldn’t. Unable to leave the woman who is about to die down there. So, I moved her. She was light and easier to carry than I thought, and I managed to sneak her to one of the unused corners of this castle.I had applied some healing balm and wrapped up her wound. There was too much damage for me to stitch her up and now it all depends on her, if she’ll be able to heal or not. But I just couldn’t let anyone find her.I had then sprayed some scent disguiser along the hall and in the room before I had left her to clean
~ 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