เข้าสู่ระบบLayla POVTurning to walk back into the hospital, I reminded myself that George and Draven were estranged. They had been so for years. I wasn't dull enough to pretend I was not at the center of their quarrel. If George was using our reconnection to poke his former friend, that was a conversation we were going to have. Directly. Another time.If he ever brought up any silly talk about mating.For now I was going to pretend I hadn't heard him right.Me. Luna of LongClaws Pack?The single thought arrived with Carla's voice attached to it. Seven years old when I'd been standing in a half-decorated hall with my eyes and nostrils watering from the plant. I'd been waiting for Draven's text when she'd said it.You could be Luna of LongClaws one day.The others had agreed. Except for Savanna who had rolled her eyes and reminded everyone that I was wolfless.I pushed that memory aside. Such thoughts always led somewhere I didn't have the energy for. Especially not right now.Doctor Stanley
George Hunt (Third-person POV)"I was in the area," he lied instead.He'd had an early morning meeting in Shadow Vale Pack. Returning to LongClaws would've taken him just as long as driving to the edge of the Realm.So he'd come to the edge of the Realm.To see her."So this is where you work?" he asked, looking around after releasing her from the embrace.She nodded."Don't look at me like that, Layla. Your license is suspended,” he teased. “You might as well be on vacation. This is not a bad time for that coffee you promised me.""You're wrong about the vacation part." She rolled her eyes. "My boss just made that very clear. But come on. There's a cafeteria around the back."He didn't move immediately. "I was hoping we'd hang out at Devon's Grill. I saw it on the way here. Real fancy place. Much quieter.""I'm at work, George," she reminded him, her voice ringing with laughter."Alright." He fell into step beside her. "And... your mate might not like it I guess. This is a small se
Layla POVWhen I stepped into Travis's office, he didn't waste a word. He simply held out his hand without looking up. I knew exactly what he wanted.Removing my hospital badge, I placed it in his palm."So that's why they were here so early?"Travis finally lifted his head."You think Alpha Draven Darkwood of the Arctic Moon came all the way to Neutral territory just to make sure you weren't treating patients?"Right.That would've been flattering.It would've meant he was thinking about me far more than he should. The truth was...I was the one thinking about him too much.Not everything he did revolved around me. I needed to get that into my skull."He's the one who intercepted our shipment," Travis said quietly.My heart slammed against my ribs. The masking potion.Draven was the one who seize it? What did he know?I forced myself to stay very still, waiting for the Chief to volunteer more details."He only wanted answers. That's all." Travis returned his attention to the monitor
George Hunt (Third-Person POV)George had the phone pressed to his ear when Draven Darkwood emerged from the hospital.Even before Layla answered, the sight of his former best friend confirmed he was at the right place and had come at exactly the right time.The two Alphas exchanged the customary nod of acknowledgment. It was usually all they exchanged these days.Seven years had passed since their friendship had died. And time had not softened either of them.He expected Draven to continue on his way. "Are you serious?" Layla laughed warmly through the phone. "You're here? In Neutral territory?""Yup," George replied. "I'm outside your workplace."Instead of walking past, Draven changed direction and strode toward him.George tried to keep his attention on the call. "So I'll see you in a moment, right? I'll wait at reception."He lowered the phone."Alpha Draven.""Alpha George."The greeting was polite enough. But the look on Draven's face was not.He wore that same guarded look he
Layla POVI held my breath as Savanna went on."...And she overheard some things. About you. Silver berries. Do you know what they are?"Yes. They were an extremely rare silver plant found only outside the Realm. They were banned because they were poisonous to werewolves. Unlike pure silver, they didn't kill. They temporarily paralyzed the wolf."I know about them.""The former Beta had a regular supply when you were living with them."My fingers tightened around the phone."Nina… I mean, his former PA—was the only one who knew. She always placed the orders. Always contacted the supplier. She thought there was only one reason he could have been buying them.Especially because he stopped right after you left the pack."My hands began to shake. I waited for her to continue."Layla, do you understand what I'm saying?" she asked gently."Beta Gordon would not go that far." I said it to convince myself more than her. "Silver berries don't kill–""No," she interjected. "They weaken. Paraly
Layla POVI waited for the headteacher to go on.She looked at me. "Aiden will be placed on one week suspension. And mandatory counseling, which must take place here, within the school, during normal hours.""Will the same apply to Duncan?" I asked.“My son was the one who got hurt,” the woman beside me snapped. Her eyes were sharp, her voice sharper. I briefly wondered what pack she belonged to. And whether there were no schools within it for her son to attend instead of sending him to a mixed school where he could bully other children.“Duncan's face is still swollen. Your son needs help, Doctor Wallace.”She said my name with such contempt, as though it offended her to address me with the respect the title demanded."And your son needs to learn not to provoke people," I shrugged."What, so kids can't joke anymore!?""Ladies." The head teacher raised a hand. "Doctor Wallace, this matter is already settled.""But the punishment is too lenient," the woman insisted. "One week suspens







