After the short kiss, Layla became completely defrosted. She couldn't judge the reason for the kiss.
While Layla and Alpha remained close, inhaling each other's breath, Layla abruptly turned, attempting to leave, but Alpha gripped her and gave her another kiss.
The short kiss ended, and he said,” Isn't this what you have ever desired, to seduce me?" His questions shook Layla to death.
She pushed away from him, puzzled. How did he know that she was here to seduce him? She was the reincarnation of Mia, his sister. Did he find out she wasn't Mia?
Lost and breathing unnoticeably fast, she clenched her sweaty hands in her gown. “ I never wanted to seduce you. You're my brother. I mean, how can I possibly do that?” She tried to defend herself, but her voice diminished, making Alpha's claims about her, right.
“ You're on a mission. Who sent you here?" Alpha asked without looking at her.
" Mission? “ Layla asked, dumbfounded. How Alpha bombarded her with questions made her flutter.
How did he discover she came on a mission? Who told him? Layla pondered In her heart while she continued shivering like a drenched hen in the rain.
Strategically, Layla tried to cover up knowing she had been caught at the time she least expected.
“ I am not here on any mission. I am your sister. What has come over you?" She tried acting boldly to defend herself.
Layla's boldness did not work this time around. Alpha gripped her by the hands, and his eyes transformed to blood red.
" Who sent you to seduce me, young lady? Speak now, or I have you destroyed forever,” he barked at her for the first time.
“ Stop this, Alpha. I am Mia. What has come over you?!" Layla insisted while struggling in Alpha's grip.
" You don't want to die right? Who sent you because you are not Mia? This body of yours is just a reincarnation of her. So speak up. Now!” The authority in his voice caused Layla to tremble.
Right now, Layla is helpless. Alpha Tyrrell just found out about her mission. This may be the end of her too.
Instantly, she fell on her knees and began to sob.
“Please forgive me, my lord. I was sent by Lord Duncan, the lord of the vampires," she revealed while sobbing.
Now Layla knows better. Now she sees why the vampires cannot harm Alpha even if they had the means.
" Lord Duncan sent you?” Alpha Tyrrell replied, his tone firm but soft.
He was surprised about the shocking revelation. Lord Duncan had been a terror to the WolfHaven Pack for years. He sends his men to wipe away all the old Werewolves and drink their blood for survival.
“ I'm sorry. Please don't kill me. I. Promise to leave your pack In peace" Layla's voice cracked.
Taking a walk forward, Alpha stood and turned to Layla. “ What is your name?" His deep voice was soft.
“ Layla… Layla Mark," She repeated, shivering altogether.
“ Layla Mark," Alpha nods his head with a smile. “ So this is you and Lord Duncan’s strategy to bring me down, huh? That's unwise of you two” Alpha mocked up and shrugged his shoulders.
At this point, Layla Is doomed. She has found herself between two powerful men: the Alpha of the werewolves and the Lord of the Vampires. What does she do?
Lord Duncan will kill her for not delivering the task given to her. On the contrary, Alpha will not spare her for wanting to seduce him.
To soften Alpha's heart, Layla stood up and walked up to him. She held the hem of his shirt and knelt before him to plead.
“ Please my lord, don't kill me. I can be your maid. I mean, you can punish me. Yes, punish me instead" She stammered, fear consuming her.
Glancing at Layla, Alpha's heart softens. This is unlike him. The real him won't hesitate to chop off his enemy’s head but here he was asking her name instead.
“ Please" Layla continued pleading, pulling Alpha's shirt.
He shrugged and turned from facing Layla. “ What made you feel I’d kill? You're just a vulnerable, poor human who does not possess any special powers. You changed to my sister, so I wouldn't know, but from the first day you stepped foot into this building, I’d already known you as a spy, but I wanted to see what you’re capable of doing. You seem poor and never have eaten well, too, so I left you to enjoy the taste of quality food from my cook,” Alpha replied, backing Layla.
He wanted to pronounce his judgment on her to be punished, but something inside of him wouldn't let him carry out his vendetta against her.
Unbelievable . Layla's hands reflexively fell off Alpha's shirt.
Alpha knew about her mission since the first day she entered the pack. How?
“ My lord, how did you know I wasn't Mia?" She asked, seeking clarity.
“ Didn't your master educate you about the person he was sending you to? Do I look like a piece of cake to him? “ He asked Layla and her eyes dropped in shame.
How shameless she and her master were. They can't even make a strategic plan on how to get Alpha. No wonder the vampire feared him. His wisdom Is beyond what any could predict.
Layla kicked her dried lips and raised her gaze to Alpha. “ I'm sorry for agreeing with the plans of Lord Duncan. I was their prey for their feast but when he saw my courage, he decided to send me to seduce you. I didn't come here deliberately. He gave me thirty days for this mission too, with a death consequence for failing to deliver the task." Layla narrates her ordeal with Lord Duncan to Alpha.
Somehow after the story, Alpha began to feel the need to protect Layla from the hands of Lord Duncan.
“ I can see you're innocent" he replied short, looking uninterruptedly into Layla’s eyes.
“ I'm just a poor orphan in the care of a cruel aunt. I have no one except myself" A drop of tears trickled down Layla’s face.
Hope was finally restored to Layla. She was beginning to see Alpha’s softness towards her. He could even let her stay in the pack but there is a problem.
Layla had no powers to transform into her true self. She was Mia and now that her mission has failed, she should transform into herself.
Alpha Tyrrell took a longer time before speaking. A lot of things have been happening to him that he couldn't give an answer to and this made him begin to develop cold feet toward Layla.
“ I’ll let you go back to Lord Duncan. Let him do what he wishes to do with you. Leave my presence immediately,” he said softly with a face sharpened in rue as if he was sending his lover away.
" No, my lord. Please don't let me go back to the lord of the vampires. You can punish me, yourself. I’d prefer dying by your sword instead” Layla said in a firm tone.
Alpha agreed. “ In punishing you, you’d have to remain a slave in my care all the days of your life, is that clear?" he asked commandingly.
In approval, she nodded. “ Yes, I can be your maid forever." A mixture of joy and sadness overwhelmed her. She was happy because she would be living in a secure environment where there's love and oneness but unhappy because she was going to live as Mia forever.
“ Good" Alpha said “ Then we must do something to you immediately"
Puzzled, Layla answered. “ What thing is that, my lord?" Tension settled in the air as Alpha remained mute and his thoughts unpredictable.
“ We must visit the woods with one of my men, Nat. Leave immediately and tell him to see me in a moment, and remember, you are now my slave,” Alpha finished and then walked up to the bed.
Like a jackrabbit, Layla dashed off to find Nat and deliver the message. She wondered why Alpha was sending her to the woods.
Ten minutes later, Nat walked out of Alpha's chambers and commanded Layla to come with him.
Soon, they left the mansion and walked on a cold, lonely, ditched road and found themselves in front of an older female wolf In the woods.
Nat whispered something discreetly into the woman's ears, and for the rest of the conversation, they spoke in a hushed voice.
Alpha sent her to the old wolf, a witch doctor. Although the woman seemed unharmful Layla still feared her life. She could see the skulls of wolves heaped at the back of the woods where a small house was built.
Immediately after Nat and the woman finished their conversation, the woman tightened her face, frightening Layla.
“ Young lady, move closer," She said to Layla, making gestures too.
Layla was sacred. She looked at Nat first before lifting a foot. Once he permitted her to go, she walked nervously to the old woman.
Suddenly, the woman gave Layla a resounding slap in the eyes.
Light Twinked from Layla's eyes and she fainted on the spot.
"You should've stopped me."Layla's voice pierced the silence of the war room, as sharp as the blade she had just driven into the wooden table. The candlelight danced, casting long shadows across the stone walls, but neither she nor Tyrrell paid it any mind.Tyrrell stood across from her, arms folded, his expression unreadable. "Stopped you from what? Saving what's left of us?"Layla huffed out an angry laugh as she ran her hand through her hair. "No, for making the damned decision in the first place-for sending Samira on that mission, for allowing myself to dream we had something of a possibility to win in this."Tyrrell's jaw clenched. "She knew the risk.""Don't." Layla pointed a shaking finger at Tyrrell. "Don't even dare act as if that does make it easy.Tyrrell let out a slow breath, the weight of the night bearing down on him. "You think I don't feel it? You think I don't hear her screaming in my head every time I close my damn eyes?"Layla's fists clenched. "Then why do you ke
"You sure about this?"Tyrrell looked up from his blade, running a cloth over its edge one last time. Elias was across from him, arms crossed, brows furrowed. The flickering torchlight in the room lent gravity to the tension between them."We don't have a choice," Tyrrell muttered, sliding the dagger into his belt.Elias let out a slow breath, shaking his head. "We always have a choice."Not this time."Layla stood at the far side of the war room, staring down at the map stretched across the wood table. The enemy's supply lines ran deep-carefully planned, well-guarded. Cutting them off wouldn't just weaken their hold on the siege. It could turn the tide completely.But it had to be done right.Layla dug her fingers into the surface of the table, her mind racing. "Infiltration won't be the hard part," she said finally. "It's getting back out."Tyrrell smirked. "Good thing I like a challenge."Elias wasn't amused. "This isn't a game."Layla raised her head, her gaze sharp. "That's enoug
" They are out there."Layla did not need Tyrrell to tell her that. She could feel it- the weight in the air, thick with expectation. The enemy forces had moved like murk in the night, girding the fort with ruthless perfection. Now they were staying, watching, tensing the mesh.She stood at the edge of the stone wall, surveying the treeline beyond the open field. The torches lining their defenses flitted, their light slightly pushing back the darkness." How numerous?" she asked, voice low.Tyrrell exhaled through his nose, his expression grim." further than we can count from over then. They have cut off every possible escape route. We are boxed in."A muscle in her jaw ticked." No reinforcements?"Tyrrell shook his head." Nothing. No dispatches getting in or out. They have got runners watching every path. The alternate anyone tries to break through, they'll be torn piecemeal."Layla's fingers coiled into fists. This was not just a siege. This was a slow, deliberate suffocation.A fig
" You should not be then." Layla's voice was a whip of sword, slicing through the night.The firelight danced across her face as she goggled at the figure standing just beyond its light. The people behind her were tense, ready to attack at her word, but she raised a hand, averting them. This was n't an ordinary enemy.The man before her took a slow step forward, his movements deliberate, as if testing the weight of her words. His dark eyes glistered with something undecipherable, something Layla did n’t trust.“ I came to talk, ” he said, voice smooth, calm. Too calm. “ That is, unless you’d rather continue this war alone. ”Besides her, Tyrrell shifted, fingers twitching on his belt to where his gun rested." You anticipate us to believe you came then just to sputter, Cassius?" His voice had a healthy quantum of doubt trickling from it.Cassius scowled and crossed his arms over his casket." What can I say? I am feeling generous tonight.Layla studied him, her instincts at war with her
" Move out, now!" Layla's voice cut through the pressure in the camp, sharp and commanding, like a cutter. Her eyes darted over her pack, surveying the faces of those who had gathered. Every one of them stood ready, but she could feel the unease in the air. There was no turning back now.Eerily silent, the camp fell as they came together, importing the storm above them that hung in the air. Everyone knew what was to be gained and lost. Every wolf, every fighter, understood the risk. But there was no fear. Not yet. Layla refused to let in the fear. Not today." Ready?" she rumoured, her voice low but indeed. She scrutinized around, again coming to rest on the figure that stood beside her- Jace deposited himself at her side, was formerly holding his armament, his eyes sharp and focused." Ready as we'll ever be," Jace said, slightly above a murmur in the still air." They are coming. Got to move out."In one nippy stir, Layla gave the order, and the pack surged forward. The earth sounded
" You ready?" Jace's voice was low, the question carrying an edge to it that had not been there ahead. It was the kind of question you ask when you know the answer is everything.Layla did not say anything right down. She dragged on the strips of her gear, and her fritters squeezed tight around the hilt of the brand hanging at her side. She felt its weight all the weight, really, of everything that had brought them to this point every decision, every fight, every defeat leading up to now. And the storm was about to hit.Just get this over with," she murmured, further to herself than to Jace. But he heard it, and the nod he gave her was slightly distinguishable. He knew what she was allowing, perhaps indeed better than she did.They were standing in the camp, the fire fluttering low, the air thick with tension. A many of the other wolves were scattered around, stropping weapons, agitating strategies in hushed tones. But Layla was not concentrated on them. Her eyes were fixed on the hor