Chapter Twenty-Nine

Layla POV

Finally, it's over, no more school; I have always hated school. My father has enough rules for me without having the pack teachers add theirs. Amy stays at the packhouse with Diana and me most nights as Dad has been out on patrol a lot with Beta Grayson; it works well as we don't have to tiptoe around his moods. I don't know what's wrong with Diana. She has gotten worse, and she won't let us out of her sight.

I see Sasha sneaking into the forest to meet Jacob; she thinks nobody knows what she is doing; nudging Amy, I say,

“Check out who Sasha is with now.”

Turning and looking in their direction, Amy shudders,

“That's gross; he is so sleazy; please don't ever leave me alone with him.”

I laugh, promising her I won't.

We take our bags upstairs; looking out my window, I see Diana in the garden.

“Let's see what Diana has planned for tonight” Amy follows me outside,

“Hey, Diana, what are you doing,” we say. She turns around and smiles,

“Just packing some herbs, girls. I never kn