Chapter Fifty-One

Nathan POV

I have doubled the patrol around our territory and sent my scouts further afield, so we are warned when Nicole's mate turns up. He is coming; there is no doubt in my mind. I can't fault him for wanting to find his family; I would move heaven and hell to find Layla if someone took her. I rub her back as I say,

“Layla, sweetheart, wake up.”

She moans, moving closer to me,

“It's too early, Nathan; come back to bed.”

I would love to crawl back into bed with her, but trying to stop Neo from claiming her is torture. I shake her again. My voice is rougher than I intended when I say,

“Layla, you need to get up; I only have a couple of days to show you everything you need to know before Jackson attacks.”

She sits up, rubbing her eyes,

“I’m awake. Just let me have a shower, and I am all yours.”

I groan. My eyes travel along Layla’s body; not yet, you aren't, but you soon will be. Neo’s laugh fills my mind; Layla thinks I’m bad. If she knew what Neo wanted to do to her, she would run