Chapter Eighty-Eight

Layla POV

The tensing in Darius’s jaw betrayed his anger; his eyes flashed red when I said,

“Amy’s brother is the wolf that rejected me.”

I watch Darius's expression closely; I really hope he didn't expect me to fall to pieces when I told him my story because I was never going to let myself become the weak she-wolf I was before I escaped Sasha and Isaac’s claws.

He closed his eyes briefly before looking at me and asking,

“Do you still have feelings for him, Layla?”

I look at him in astonishment and say,

“Do I look like an idiot? Of course, I don't.”

He rubs his eyes tiredly and asks,

“Did they belong to the Red River pack?”

A coldness settled inside me; Lea’s voice entered my mind,

“It's time you told him what happened, Layla.”

Darius leans toward me and places his hand in mine as I say,

“It's a long story, Darius.”

“I don't care how long it takes, Layla. I am not going anywhere.”

I chew the inside of my mouth; where do I start? Darius smiles encouragingly