*suspenseful music plays*
~ LAYLA ~I shiver at the memory of last night and look around shaking off the unease.Quade is out at the moment; he usually is at this time and that only makes the itch to do something I shouldn't, grow.I pace my room, the sound of my padding footsteps loud in the room. How much do I actually know about him?He didn’t even let me speak to Julian, although he said he has passed the message on. I feel uneasy not being able to talk to him.Julian and I go way back. There was a time I even crushed on him, but he never had eyes for me. I just remember we went to school together and lived next door and he would always ignore me, although I was the alpha’s daughter. He was the one boy who never gave me attention, and it was his attention I always wanted.But despite growing up as a rebellious teen, with a temper and creating a bad reputation for himself, he never did anything to me.In fact, often we’d walk back from school and he’d always hang behind, and even when I tried to match his sp
QUADEWhat is she doing in my room? My face is emotionless as I watch her for any signs of panic, but her eyes simply run over me, and I decide to simply observe her without showing her that I might not just trust her…“Are you in that much of a rush to get back into my room that you enter uninvited?” I ask arrogantly as I walk over and take out a towel from the shelf above her head in the wardrobe, invading her personal space as my eyes flick over my shelves. Trying to see if anything was out of place.She instantly moves back, trying to put distance between us.“Not at all. I was a little cold. I thought I’d come steal a hoodie. You don’t mind, do you?” she asks, cocking a brow.I tilt my head; I don’t believe you…“Not at all. Help yourself,” I answer, my attention falling to the picture frame I have in there.Did she see it?I glance at her, catching her eyes on me again, but she doesn’t seem nervous… she’s far too distracted by me.I smirk as I move back. Maybe I am being overly p
~ LAYLA ~“And that pretty much sums it up but you cannot tell anyone this.” I finish, crossing my legs as I lean back on the sofa looking at Julian, who is as angry as he was the day I told him about my decision to marry Logan.His jaw is ticking, his fists clench, his veins popping as he tries not to lose control.I filled him in on what the plan is but left out the fact that Quade was on my side and would be working with me on this plan. That was something Quade had made me swear I wouldn’t share, and he had made me take a Blood Oath.I glance at my right ring finger. The slight mark that remained from the Blood Oath is still there.Even if I wanted to I couldn’t tell Julian, even though I trust him.“I have a few questions, so I’ll start with the one that is fucking with my head the most. So let me get this straight. You will pretend to be ok with the man who fucking tried to rape you?” he snarls, glaring at me. My eyes widen, my heart skipping a beat at his visible display of rage
~ LAYLA ~Julian drives me to the office building, and I make my way up to Logan’s office. I pass through security with no issue. After all, I have every right to be here, and no security guard tries to stop me.Julian is a few steps behind me. When the lift opens on Logan’s floor, I head straight for his office, walking straight past Sadie’s desk.“Excuse me!”I turn, frowning as I realise it’s not Sadie. The woman quickly gets up, rushing to block my path. “Y-you can’t go in there, Ma’am!”I stop in my tracks, narrowing my eyes.“Before you forget your place, remember, in this office I have every right to do as I wish. Now step aside.” I command in a low, menacing snarl. She gulps, hugging the file she’s holding, and steps to the side.“Wait here,” I say to Julian. “Please.”He looks away, his jaw ticking again, but I know he’ll listen.I push open the door to see Sadie standing extremely close to Logan as she plays with his tie. His hands are resting on her waist and they are far to
~ QUADE ~“So, is it good enough?” her voice comes down the phone. I glance out of the hotel window where I’m staying, looking in the direction of her home.This hotel teeters on her pack borders. One that gives me access to her pack without having to pass the guards. With her guidance, of course, or so she thinks. I already knew about the entryway she had disclosed to me from long ago.“It’ll do, Miss Blackwell. Although I hoped I’d get an invitation into your home, or a late-night offer if you get my gist,” I reply.She laughs slightly. “Well, at least it’ll do. As for any kind of invitation, let’s not get ahead of ourselves. Besides, I can’t magically invite you here. People wouldn’t trust that. Look, tomorrow at the dinner meeting with Logan, just make sure our stories correlate or-”“Relax, deception is an art I’ve mastered a long time ago. I’m more concerned that you might blow our cover.”I can just picture her expression of irritation. I’ve learned that about her. Her patience
~ LAYLA ~“Luna? I have brought you some turmeric milk. It’ll help you.” Nadia’s voice comes from outside the door.I pale as I scan the room. He’s closed the window too!He’s clearly finding this funny, which only annoys me further. I push my glasses up my nose as I try to push him back. “Hide!” I hiss.“Are you really telling me to hide?” he scoffs arrogantly. “You do know who I am, right?”An arrogant asshole, that’s who.“We can’t blow our cover, remember?” I reply with mock politeness, shoving him back.“It’s just a member of staff. Who cares?” he winks at me suggestively.I get to my feet, continuing to force him around to the other side of the bed and shove him to the ground with my full strength.I flinch as he hits the ground with a thud. I scramble to my feet as I hear the door handle turn, but my legs tangle with his and I tumble face forward onto him.“Luna! Are you alright!”I jerk upright, realising I’m straddling him, and I’m about to get up when I realise my shorts have
~ LAYLA ~“Julian…” I say tensely.Both men simply stand there staring at one another. Something about the exchange makes me feel uneasy. I can practically smell the hostility between the two. I have half a mind to jump out of the window, but I doubt my landing will be anywhere near as smoothly as Quade’s was.“Julian, is it? Nice name,” Quade says almost mockingly.“The Lycan King? Not very king-like, jumping out of a window, now is it?” Julian counters icily.“Maybe if you were a better bodyguard, I wouldn’t have even been able to get to her. If I wanted, she could have been dead by now.” Quade’s voice is equally hostile.“I’d like to see you try. Hurt her and I won’t care who you are.”Quade’s aura suddenly bleeds through the air, getting heavier. I can feel it from up here.“Julian, please-”“You’re no threat to me. Kind of disappointing, actually.”“Don’t underestimate me. That’s how a person falls,” Julian answers. I try to glare at him warningly, but he doesn’t even glance my wa
~ LAYLA ~I grab the files I can, shoving them into my bag as I look around through the haze of smoke. With the amount of paper in here, it’s spread fast. I look around frantically, hoping to find something that would assist me in attempting to run through the flames. There’s nothing but files upon files.I’m going to shift. I place my bag down, removing my glasses and shove them into my bag before I quickly kick off my shoes and reach under my blouse to unlatch my bra. I really dislike the way the fabric chafes when you shift wearing clothes. I focus, something that is hard to do when the smoke is getting worse.I feel that familiar pull from inside as my body pushes itself to shift, and then comes the searing pain as every bone in my body mutates, I let out a groan that turns into a growl midway as I fall forward on to all fours, watching the fur spring from my body. I feel my senses heightening, the smoke is becoming stronger, but it’s not suffocating me as much as it was before. I
~ LAYLA ~I did something I know I shouldn’t have.My heart is racing, and I feel nervous just thinking about the consequences if he finds out it was my doing. And when he finds out, will he suspect me?My stomach twists and I feel nauseous. A few hours ago, whilst Quade had been out, I had managed to go visit Nikita, only to find her nearly dead with a dagger in her stomach, bleeding out onto the floor down there.Although my every instinct was telling me to leave her, I couldn’t. Unable to leave the woman who is about to die down there. So, I moved her. She was light and easier to carry than I thought, and I managed to sneak her to one of the unused corners of this castle.I had applied some healing balm and wrapped up her wound. There was too much damage for me to stitch her up and now it all depends on her, if she’ll be able to heal or not. But I just couldn’t let anyone find her.I had then sprayed some scent disguiser along the hall and in the room before I had left her to clean
~ QUADE ~I look at Nikita from the chair I’m sitting in, drinking some bourbon, a frown on my face. The smell of blood is slick in the air, mixing well with the strong smell of the alcohol in my hand.“I’m growing tired, Nikita. Truly. You may be my sister, but that doesn’t really stand for much. I’m sure you know that by now. You’re only alive because I don’t have that crystal in my hand,” I remark quietly.She simply glares at me. “I don’t care. I will die before I tell you where that Sapphire is,” she sneers.“What are you going to do with it? You don’t have blood from that pack in you for it to work,” I remark.She frowns. She knows I’m right, even though I don’t know how exactly the power of it can be reached, but she definitely wouldn’t be able to. Yet she’s adamant to keep it from me.“What do you want, Nikita?”She’s quiet for a moment, and I stand up and now walk over to her, crouching down in front of her. I take hold of her chin, forcing her face up. There’s defiance in he
~ JULIAN ~The rain patters down on my car as I drive towards Quade’s home. His words swirling in my mind. The final moments before I left that car replaying in my mind. He looked almost… hurt.Almost.I shake my head, parking up in the shadows and slip through the trees and over the wall. I don’t think Quade is back yet. Good.I then take out my phone and call Nadia.“Hello, dear,” her voice comes.“Hey, I’m outside. Think you can let me in? I wanted to have a word with Layla.”“Oh of course, but you are welcome here, aren’t you? You could use the door.”“I don’t want to run into Quade.” It’s the truth.She pauses for a moment before she speaks. “Very well then, come on around to the back. I’ll let you inside.”I smile. Nadia is the best.Once I’m let inside, I make my way up to Layla’s room before I take my phone out and message her.JULIAN: Hey.I glance down the hall as I wait for a reply, hoping no one comes up.LAYLA: What is it, Julian?I pause at the reply, scrolling up, a remi
~ QUADE ~The rain pours down outside, causing the windscreen to be a blur of water. The door opens, and a man gets in, soaking wet in the few seconds it took for him to get from his car to mine.“You better have a good reason for calling me here,” he growls, shutting the door.“She knows,” I say looking over at Julian.He cocks a brow at me, a frown furrowing his brow. We’re both sitting in my car, which is parked down a dark alleyway.“That’s impossible.” He shakes his head.“It isn’t. We knew it could be a possibility. When I first brought up the Sapphire Pack to her and her useless ex-fiancé, she had said she had never heard of the Sapphire Pack. Yet last night, she probably thought she was being smart and witty when she said her father told her some things about it. But, in the process, she just gave herself away.” I scoff coldly, remembering her words.“Are you sure?” He sounds tense.“Yeah, she knew far too much. Even if she recalled a rare mention of what she was coming out wit
~ LAYLA ~My eyes open and I realise I’m enveloped in a warm embrace, strong arms are wrapped around me protectively. One arm is draped over me, my breasts are pressed against his forearm as his hand rests on my shoulder. The other arm is under my head, bent so his hand is resting upon my head.The heat of the body behind me is comforting; the deep, heavy breathing a soothing lullaby.In the arms of someone I don’t really know, I feel safe.Quade…Last night comes rushing back and I feel a chill rush down my body at the reminder of that nightmare or memory. I’m leaning towards the latter.My body still feels a little feverish, and me asking him to stay returns to the forefront of my mind with vengeance and I close my eyes, exhaling slowly.Idiot. Why did I do that!Now he’ll mock me about it.But since when did the Alpha King care to listen? He left after we had sex that one time. Or did he stay because he can see I’m shutting him out?Questions that I wish I had answers to. But regard
~ QUADE ~(FLASHBACK)I drag Layla’s body from the ice water, the weight of hers and mine now combined, causing it to crack dangerously.“Tray!” I shout, as I reach down into the water for the one I considered a brother more than my blood.“The ice won’t hold all our weight,” he says, gripping onto my wrist as I try to pull him from the water with numb fingers.“It has to! I’m not leaving you down there. You’ll die!” I growl as I look around.“If you pull me out, we will all die.” He shudders. His lips are blue. “She needs medical attention. Take her to a doctor now.” His words are strained and weak. I’ve never heard it like that.“I’m not leaving you!” I snarl, looking at the girl who is lifeless and blue lying on the ice beside where I kneel.My stomach knots with apprehension. The pond is insanely large, deeper than most, and we are far too away from the edge.“You have to.”“Alright, wait, I’m going to go take her to the edge and then I’m coming back for you,” I say. “CAN ANYONE HE
~ Quade ~She’s not the same Layla I met at the ball, and I hate how it affects me. It shouldn’t. She was just meant to be part of the plan to attain something I’ve always wanted. But then why did every single gaze from her affect me? Why did every single time I’m not with her make me want to be with her?The longer I go without seeing her the more this incessant desire to see her grows. The more I realize that I am falling for someone I shouldn’t becomes ever clearer. Even if I care for her, it’s not a good idea.Even now as she tries to hide her annoyance from me, she’s perfection. The way her hair refuses to stay back from her face, the way she pushes up her glasses when she’s annoyed even when they don’t need to be pushed back. The way her lips purse and her eyebrow arches when she doesn’t like or believe what I just said.But what I long for is to see the smile on her face, hear the laugh, the playful flirting, the glint of desire when she looks me over. Everything that I feel I’m
~ LAYLA ~“What?” My head is spinning, eternal life?“And that is why Reagon too wants the same…” her voice is laboured.“He forgot to mention that part.” I can’t keep the bitterness from my voice, but I knew from the start I couldn’t trust him entirely.“Of course, it’s what they all want, and the only way to get it is by having you by their side…”“Why me?”“Because of whom you are, dear clueless Layla; so strong… so blinded… so in the dark…” She lets out a maniacal yet weak laugh and I frown slightly. “Everyone of the legendary Sapphire Pack contains a sapphire within them. How strong, that depends on your rank, lineage and blood. It is just as important to your body as a heart… There was a time people would kill members of the Sapphire Pack for their sapphires… the very reason behind the massacre of that pack…”I listen, trying to make sense of what she is going on about. Eternal life and sapphires sounded so… out of this world. But the pack was said to be special.“That sapphire h
~ LAYLA ~An hour later, I’ve had some lunch that Nadia gives me, along with the pills that I don’t take. Is she really just determined to keep me fit and healthy or is there more behind it? We will see.After lunch, I decide to go check my phone.Once I enter that hall, I quickly pick up my phone and disappear back to the lounge, where I skim through the video.For the most part, it’s empty, but there are two times that guards enter that hallway, and one of the times the guard carries a small vial, heading to the locked door.My heart skips a beat, seeing him take out a key and unlock the door. I can’t see his face, as his back is to me, but when he comes back up, I recognise him as one of the men who had been at the training ground this morning.“Bingo…” I breathe.He didn’t participate in a match against me, but he had been watching. Now I just need to find him and somehow get that key… and I have a way, maybe not the most ideal of ways, but a way, nevertheless.Ten minutes later, I