All Chapters of Inlove with the Supposed enemy : Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

The fight filled every corner, smoke, blood, and a raw current thickening the air as though the weight leaned hard on her every step forward she made. Hard breathing, her muscles screaming to rest, just wasn't an option now because there wasn't any time-to rest or even think-only fight.A vampire lunged from the side at her, but Layla was quicker. In one swift move, her sword sliced through the air and into its throat before it even had time to react. As it fell to the ground with a sickening thud, she barely noticed; she didn't have time to stop and glance at the carnage-her eyes were on Tyrrell.There was a difference in his fighting today, and it made him even more violent, like some beast-the full wolf-could be allowed to come forth. And that was a wonder to see: the massive size of Tyrrell's wolf, the power behind him, didn't come just from his great size. The way he moved, tearing the vampires apart as if they were nothing, as if he'd channel every ounce of fury and every drop o

" Layla, you have to leave. Now."The words echoed in the chaos around her, their urgency unmistakable. Layla whirled around, slightly managing to dodge another vampire's swipe at her face. Her heart stopped for a moment when she saw who it was — Aliandra, standing in the midst of the madness like a figure from a dream, a quiet storm amidst the bloodshed." Aliandra?" Layla's voice caught in her throat. At first, she slightly honored her. Her face was pale, her eyes wide with a fear Layla had noway seen." Please, Layla." Aliandra's eyes flitted to the battle that raged on, the howls of the wolves, the screeches of the vampires filling the air." It's too dangerous. You do not understand. It's only going to get worse. You need to leave while you can."Layla's hold on her brand tensed; its weight in her hand anchored her into this moment." I am not going to go. Not now, not after all we have fought for."Aliandra reached forward and gripped at Layla's arm." You just do not understand. T

Layla, talk to me," Tyrrell growled, his voice as sharp as sword. He caught her by the arm, pulling her to the side, down from the bloody battleground. Their pack was scattered, tending to their wounded, but there was a pressure in the air. A moping unease. And it had nothing to do with the bodies that lay bestrew across the ground, both shark and pack likewise.Layla squinched at the rough grasp of his hand on her arm, his eyes fierce and demanding, yet she had nothing to say.I told you, I do not know what happed," she murmured, shaking her head. The words felt empty coming off of her lips. But they were the truth. She did not understand the power that had surged through her, the energy that had knocked the vampires back like ragdolls, transferring shockwaves through the earth beneath her bases.For a moment, Tyrrell's grip tensed, and his eyes darkened." You do not know?" His voice lowered with the weight of his question between them. He stepped closer, his brow furrowed." Because

" Layla, move out of the way!" Tyrrell yelled as his voice cut through the noise. But Layla did not budge. She could n't. Her heart contended in her casket as she watched Alexander stand over Tyrrell, so ready to strike. The blade in his hand lustered with malignancy as she could feel it come- his pitiless strike aimed to end it.But her body refused to respond to the fear. Everything in her screamed to run, to get out of the way and let him handle it. But something differently shoved her forward. Something deep. Something primitive. It was not sweat. It was rage. A need to cover. To stop this madness." Stop!" Layla cried, her voice shaking with an intensity that surprised her. Alexander did not indeed blench- too consumed by his own bloodlust to watch about her warnings. And also it happed.In the beat of a heart, something inside her broke free.It was n't a deliberate act. She had n't planned it, had not allowed about it. Raw, spontaneous. A power swept through her unalike anythin

“ Layla, you’re not chaffing anyone, ” Tyrrell’s voice cut through the thick silence that had settled over them. His tone was sharper than usual, but his eyes those eyes she had always trusted were full of concern. Layla had tried to bury her emotions, tried to ignore the eating feeling in the hole of her stomach, but Tyrrell knew her too well.What do you mean? she asked, quiet, pretending innocence. She had no idea why she indeed bothered. Tyrrell could see right through her, anyway, and right now there was not indeed a point trying to hide it.“ You’ve been. different recently, ” he said, taking a step closer, his eyes narrowing slightly as he examined her. “ You’re not talking as important. You’re. distant. You’ve got this look in your eyes, like you’re nearly differently entirely. What’s going on, Layla ”She felt the weight of his aspect , felt the verity of his words sinking in. For the once many days, she had been keeping her distance from everyone. But the visions the whisper