Chapter Twenty-Eight

Layla POV

I have run out of time; I turn eighteen in two weeks. There is something wrong with Diana; she is preoccupied and withdrawn. She leaves the house early every morning looking for herbs; the problem is she never returns with any. My father hasn't noticed as he is too wrapped up in himself and what he wants. I always thought the Alpha was supposed to care about the pack and put their needs first. My father's actions have taught me how wrong I am.

I had forgotten it was Monday until I heard Diana calling me. I brushed my teeth, put my hair in a ponytail, and threw on a shirt and shorts; Diana handed me a bacon and egg roll for breakfast as I ran out the door. I catch up with Amy at the school gates.

I groan when I see Shasha approaching; her strawberry blonde hair is perfect- her tits are on display for everyone. Sasha is a sneaky bitch who uses her looks and body to manipulate the unmated males of our pack every chance she gets. She reminds me of my father, always nasty and c