~ LAYLA ~
I exhale slowly. Logan has never raised his hand at me before, but to know he’s capable of it disgusts me further.
“You should not interfere in our matters,” Logan says, his eyes flashing as he runs his hand through his hair.
“And you should not treat your woman like this,” Quade counters quietly.
“What happens between us is none of your business. She disrespected me - her alpha. It is up to me how I punish her.”
My brows furrow as I look at him. I made him an alpha.
“So, you’re going to challenge me now?” Quade’s voice becomes deadlier as he advances on Logan, who steps back, his face paling. “Your fucking king?”
“No, I… you don’t know her. She isn’t the type of woman you would want to be tangled with. She only danced with you to try to make me jealous.”
“That’s a lie!” I snarl.
“You admitted it, Layla! You said if it’s ok with me to dance with someone else then so can you!” He looks at Quade, whose cold eyes remain fixed on Logan.
“Apologise and get out of my sight,” he says coldly.
Logan’s gaze snaps to mine, and I know he’s silently promising me that there will be repercussions.
“I am sorry, Alpha Quade.” Logan lowers his head before he grabs his jacket and turns away.
The door closes, leaving only me and Quade here.
“Thank you, Alpha Quade,” I say, meeting his cold gaze.
“If you only accepted my offer to dance to make your fiancé jealous, then you should have picked someone else. I don’t have time to entertain such rubbish,” Quade says icily. He turns, about to leave, and I don’t know why, but I stop him.
“Wait!” I feel humiliated by what Logan did. I can’t let Quade misunderstand. I need his support if I want to get my pack back.
I place my hand on his forearm, quickly removing it when he looks down at it.
“I wasn’t using you like Logan said. Look. I would like for our packs to be allies. I plan to take back my pack… would you be interested in an alliance if I proved to you it’s worth your while? I mean no disrespect when I say that although you are king, your allies are few. With a pack as big as mine behind you, it will only strengthen your power, too.”
He looks at me quietly for a while, as if trying to determine the truth of my words.
“For the sake of your father, I will give you a chance to prove yourself.”
“I will show you I’m a good ally.”
Taking note of my bruised arm, where the bruise is darkening already, Quade takes the jacket from him and places it around my shoulders. His scent engulfs me.
There’s a knock on the open door and a man enters.
“Alpha, you called me?”
“Eddie, this is Layla Blackwell, daughter of Drakon Blackwell. I need you to drop her off tonight.”
“Luna Layla. Come along.” Eddie bows his head to me respectfully.
“You won’t be coming?” I ask, and Quade smirks.
“Trust me, there’s nothing more dangerous than riding in the same car as me.”
~
After I got in the car driven by Beta Eddie and left the venue, I decided not to go back to my own home, knowing that Julian would be angry if he realised what had happened. But right now Logan is the alpha he is pledged to, so instead I spend that night at a hotel.
Early in the morning, I ask Nadia to send some clothes with Julian. Changing, I return home with him.
“I need help with getting all my belongings removed from here. I plan to return to my parent’s home as soon as possible.” I inform him, skimming through my work emails.
“Understood, but what happened, Ma’am? If you don’t mind me asking.” he asks.
“I can’t say. Just support me silently,” I murmur.
“Yes, Ma’am.”
I best get Nadia to help me too, so I can get out of here swiftly. Entering the house, I place my bag down when Logan steps out of the lounge.
To my surprise, he’s still in the clothes he was wearing last night, and he reeks of alcohol.
“Where were you all night?” he asks, approaching me.
I cock a brow, brushing past him. “That’s none of your business,” I retort as I take the stairs.
“I am your fiancé and alpha! What is wrong with you, Layla? You’re my luna, yet you were out all night with that bastard Lycan! Tell me, did you have fun being a pathetic whore?!” he growls. I step back, pulling free from his attempt to grab me by the elbow.
“I am not like you, Logan! I am not a cheat, but I also will not stay with one. Let alone a man who was about to hit me!’’ I snarl as I take down two large suitcases from on top of the wardrobe.
“What are you doing?” he asks venomously.
“Leaving you.” I declare the obvious.
“You can never leave me!” he shouts, pushing one of the suitcases onto the floor.
He’s about to go for the second suitcase but I push him away.
“Watch me!” I retort defiantly. He grabs hold of my chin.
“I won’t let you, Layla.”
“There is nothing you can do to stop me. I’m leaving and I will take everything that is mine back! This entire union was a mistake,” I say coldly.
“Listen to me, Layla, you’re overreacting. Do you think the elders and your uncle will accept this? This pack just got a proper leader. Do you really think that you are capable of running this pack? Do you think you can do what I do?”
I pause, my heart thumping. I may not know everything, but I will learn. I’m not useless!
“Layla! Look at me.” Logan grabs hold of my arms as he pulls me close, but I feel nothing but coldness wash over me. “Layla?”
I don’t respond as I try to pull free when he shakes me. “Stop acting like this, Layla, you’re scaring me, babe. You love me, I know you do. You’re the luna, my luna, don’t let yourself get carried away over Sadie, she means nothing. You don’t need to be jealous, at the end of the day I am tied to you and soon we’ll be married-”
“We will never be married! Let go of me!” I snarl, feeling repulsed. “I am not Sadie, who is ready to be your cheap whore!”
“You were the one who captured everyone’s attention! You looked incredible last night, and that dress you were wearing…” his hand runs down my back and my blood boils, my heart pounding.
How dare he!
“Let’s make up, babe. After all, there’s nothing that a morning romp won’t smooth out!” He grunts as he pushes me onto the bed.
“I said no!”
He ignores me as he climbs on top of me, and in that moment I feel sick with the realisation that someone you might have been ok to bed, could overnight become someone you want a hundred miles away.
He grabs my top, ripping into it.
“Logan, get off!”
He raises his hand, slapping me across the face, making my body go numb for a second as the pain jars through me.
He… hit me….
I’m brought back to reality the moment he reaches for my bra.
“I. Said. STOP!” I scream as I use my full force to try to throw him off me, my eyes burning with rage and something that feels close to fear, when the door is thrown open and he is ripped off me and thrown into the far wall.
Julian!
He stands there towering over Logan, his hands balled into fists.
“Julian!” I whisper as I get to my feet, only to stumble, Julian turns and I fall straight into his arms. His familiar warmth and scent makes me feel safe.
“Nadia, take her.” he orders, his voice low and menacing.
Nadia pulls me into her arms as Julian steps inside the room, shoving Logan, who is trying to come after me.
“How dare you- I am your alpha!” Logan thunders, staggering to his feet.
“Not mine. Touch her again and I won't hold back.”
My heart races as I stare at his back, how is he defying him? Even Logan looks stunned
“Come let's go, it’s going to be alright,” Nadia whispers fearfully to me.
She rubs my back, soothing me, and in that moment I realise I need to get out of here as fast as possible, before it’s too late.
“Nadia, pack my things. We are leaving today.”
~ QUADE ~Her glittering eyes widen, and I can’t help but smile.“I love you, Layla. I fucking love you. You make me feel what I never knew I could.”She closes her eyes, tears trickling down her cheeks and I cup her face, leaning in to kiss her. “Wait!” she whispers, and I cock a brow, removing her glasses.“I did brush my teeth and shower in the hospital wing before I came to see you,” I murmur, making her laugh. “No! Not that, I want to tell you something first.” She pouts, “I love you, too.” I smirk. “I knew that, but I do want to hear that every single day.”This time I don’t wait for a response and press my lips against hers, claiming them in a deep hungry kiss. She whimpers against my lips as she cups my face, pulling herself even closer. I wrap my arms around her and lift her up as I place her on the drawer she was standing beside when I had snuck into our bedroom.I kiss her hungrily, my hands running up her thighs, enjoying the feel of her skin beneath my fingertips. She’
One Month Later…~ LAYLA ~It’s been a month since everything went down and it’s oddly… peaceful. To feel safe and relaxed is something I haven’t experienced for ages. My memories returned, so many where I spent moments with Quade, where I was crushing on him. He was my first crush, and that crush remained until my memories were erased. Through those memories I noticed how he became distant after a while. Cross-checking those memories with Julian, he confirmed that was when Tray told them I was his mate.Sickening.And right now, that’s all I have, these memories of him.The shot Reagon took was aimed to kill, containing the same poison as the blade I was given. But somehow Quade didn’t die. I felt his heart slow in my arms, and then it began pumping again. Julian thinks it was my gift, but if it was, then why is Quade still asleep? He didn’t wake up, and it’s killing me not knowing if he ever will.Nikita is healed; it took her two weeks of complete bed rest before she was able to g
~ LAYLA ~I have to trust Julian not to hurt Quade, or Quade to not kill Julian because I need to find Tray.They’ve been protecting me for so many years. It’s my turn to protect them. They are all that’s left of their brotherhood. Their bond is the only legitimate one.I need to think!It’s hard to, with the growls and snarls of the two men I care for fighting one another. I need to look past the illusion. But how do you do that when they are so powerful?Think! My heart is thudding, my ears ringing as I try to look beyond the storm within my mind.I need to shift! I’ll be able to mind-link Quade too!I shift, bones cracking and reforming before I look around me with keener eyes. The scent of my mate is intense in my nose.‘Quade…’ I trail off when something else fills my nose. The metallic stench of blood.I sniff the air, sensing Tray and Axel’s blood. I might be able to find him to put an end to this. I have to act fast before Tray realises and disguises the scent. He is able to ma
~ LAYLA ~“Exactly. We all know Quade took good care of his little sister. He had a soft spot for her, so I wanted him to kill her. Sucks though, but he turned out weaker than I hoped. And he held out, even when I made it look like she was the one that killed your little baby brother!” He laughs again and Quade snarls, the sound ringing through the room as his rage surges forward.“You!”“Nikita didn’t kill him,” I whisper, Tray’s words sinking in and my heart leaps. I feel relief that I didn’t let Quade kill her, because he would have only felt worse.“No, she didn’t. Shame, she had it in her. And she decided to become a disobedient little bitch. Even after I made her think Quade had killed her mate, she still wasn’t able to harm Layla. Pathetic whore,” Tray spits at me.“Fuck…” Julian murmurs as he glances at me before he turns and walks over to Nikita and begins cutting her ropes. There’s going to be a lot of guilt there… I just hope both men can forgive themselves for how she was t
~ LAYLA ~“Tray,” Julian breathes.“Why? If you’ve been alive all this time, then why did you pretend to be dead back then?” Quade is the first to ask the question on all our minds. His voice is low but strained with emotions, he’s good at hiding his emotions, but for him to let them slip, shows how much this is affecting him.“Oh, you mean that entire pond fiasco? Well, I had to plant the seed of doubt somewhere in the boys.” Tray smirks and I’m disgusted. This man is meant to be my mate? I feel nothing for him. There’s nothing, not even a pull. All I feel is anger.“But why, for what?” Julian asks. His anger is clear, and unlike Quade, he’s not trying to act in control of it. It makes Tray chuckle.“Look at the three of you, working together yet still. So. Fucking. Dumb! Why do you fucking think!?” he snarls. “You, Steele! You were the mother fucker I wanted to take down.” His eyes are fixed on Quade and I glance at him, feeling a pang of hurt for him. Quade’s eyes flicker. Is that c
~ LAYLA ~My heart is still hammering, even though it’s been ten minutes since I used the poisonous gas. But I still can’t wrap my head around it as I look at Nadia, who is tied up in the same place where I found Nikita.Her leg is bleeding profusely where Quade had shot her. Axel is tied to another chair, but he’s badly wounded. If he doesn’t get medical attention, he may die, not that either of the boys would care.“We should go take a look around her quarters and see what we can find. She must have a phone. We might be able to find out who she’s been talking to.” Julian moves forward, checking her pockets before he pulls out a phone.“Password lock,” he says, passing it to Quade.“I’ll have Eddie look into this. You and Layla go see if you can find anything else in her quarters or anything regarding her true identity.” Quade frowns as he looks at the unconscious woman, then back at the device.I cast a final glance at Nadia, feeling sick. This was the woman I trusted…“Come on, Layl
~ QUADE ~“Something isn’t right… they are on castle ground,” I mutter, as we park a good 100 yards from the entrance gates. Something isn’t right. Why is Axel here?“We need a plan before we just go in there,” Layla says quietly. I glance at her, trying to squash the jealousy that I feel and still feel knowing she kissed Julian. I’m acting irrationally, but there is nothing I can do to rid myself of this burning rage from inside of me, no matter how pathetic it is.I frown, “I think the only thing we can do right now is to get inside, find Axel and put an end to this.”“We need some kind of plan, Quade. If Axel’s there, then they have friends on the inside, and also it means he’s here to meet someone. I don’t think you should tell Eddie we’re here either,” Julian says.“A reasonable point. Let’s arm up.” I walk to the trunk and take out a few weapons. I’ll shift if I need to, but there is one thing I have to do before we enter.I need to tell Layla about what happened with Tray, even
~ LAYLA ~“All, ok?” Julian asks as I step out of the bedroom feeling horrible.“Yes,” I say with a small smile, before heading to the kitchen area to start cleaning up.“Lay?”I turn and give him a small smile. “What is it?”“Don’t do that. What happened?”“Nothing. Now please let’s drop it,” I say, sighing softly.He glances at the door, then at me. “You told him that quickly?” he asks quietly, now coming over as he tosses the rubbish into the bin.“No, he knew.”“Because you’re not a good liar.”I sigh and look up at him. “It wasn’t because of you. I did something because I wanted to, because I realised something last night,” I whisper.His green eyes soften. There’s something there, a longing mixed with acceptance. “That you love him.” It’s a statement.I nod. “Yeah, exactly that. And I have no idea how to process that. I don’t even know when my feelings became more.”“Then when he’s cooled down, you should tell him.”I look up at him and nod slowly, when I have the courage becaus
~ QUADE ~Leaving Layla with Julian somehow made me uneasy. The gnawing feeling in my stomach kept growing, and although I told myself it's because of what I’m about to do, I couldn’t shake it off.I ended up parking halfway there and travelled the rest of the way in my lycan form. Keeping to the shadows of the night.The grave wasn’t hard to find, even if I haven’t visited it in ages, the memory of it isn’t one that will ever fade. Entering these forgotten lands where the Sapphire Pack once stood is harder than I thought it would be.I remain in lycan form, holding my bag in my hand as I pay attention to every sound around me.This was once a place I loved to spend my summers.If he’s alive and this is all his game, then those memories were all a lie, and proof that trust is usually misplaced.I look around the fields, it’s overgrown, covered in grass and brambles. No one visited, and neither did I. After the massacre, this was a place I didn’t want to come to, remembering the death o