"I am so sorry," Solomon said once they were out of ear range. "I don't understand why it is so difficult for her to accept this. I feel like your father and my father are on board but she is so stubborn. What she said was uncalled for and unacceptable. Please know that I do not share any of her opinions."Layla smiled but it did not hide her pain. She tried to put on a brave face for Solomon. She knew that it must be harder for him to listen to all of this than her. She knew how Saraiah felt, it was no secret. They had been naive to think that she would change her mind and support them. But they desperately wanted to believe, all children do regardless of age, that their parents love them and support them unconditionally. "It's okay," she said softly. "I love you," he said as he took both of her hands in his. Layla stood on her tip-toes to gently give Solomon a quick reassuring kiss. "We should check on Cassias. I want to make sure he's okay. My mom can be," he paused, "a lot, es
Looking around the table, it became clear to Layla who these men were, the old Alphas from the packs the Riverwalkers conquered. The room was dimly lit by candlelight. The window on the wall behind Balthazar was small and did not do an adequate job in lighting the room so she hadn't realized till that moment that on the wall directly in front of her was an enormous hand drawn map. She was used to seeing maps of Ashford Mountains with the River Reach as a small blurb in the corner. But now she could see it for what it was, she was overwhelmed. She felt stupid to think that there was nothing beyond it. But she could see that there were oceans and lands beyond it. The area was more than twice the size of Ashford. For the first time she recognized the gravity of her situation. She wasn't just the mate to some little Alpha of some little nothing pack. She wasn't worthy. But she wasn't going to let that hit her at that moment. She was representing her father and his pack as well as Thunder
Plans were quickly made for the attack against Thundermoon. Layla was impressed how easy it was for Solomon to take command of the room and then of the plans. She spent the rest of the meeting watching the room, watching Solomon, and then watching Balthazar. She could see where her father lacked the authority to lead. Anthony clearly didn't want to be in charge of anyone, he wanted the freedom to do whatever he pleased which was nothing at all. It was a first hand learning experience sitting in and watching the men of the room plan for war. She had never been included in conversations like this before. It was much more interesting to plan a war than to plan a party. She didn't want to miss a council meeting ever again. She saw a peek into the future and she liked what she saw. She was inspired to become the leader she always knew she could be. They would leave for Thundermoon the following day, allowing everyone to get their affairs in order. Moonbane was always well stocked in all
Dinner was a tense affair. Everyone was tired of the tension and the tip-toeing around conversations. Layla had tried her best to be respectful towards Saraiah but it was becoming unbearable. She had enjoyed the space away from Alistar and all the tip-toeing she did around him, she wasn't going to do it anymore for anyone. Saraiah sighed every five minutes. She pouted and whimpered all during the first course. She complained about every piece of food she ate and the wine she drank. The candles were too short, the fire too warm. It was exhausting. By the second course, the mood of the entire room was sour. Simon, Solomon's brother, had joined them and even he was turned off. Everyone's appetites were ruined. They spent the rest of the meal pushing around the food on their plates. It was uncomfortable and unnecessarily childish. "Saraiah, enough," Balthazar said as he slammed his fists on the table. Saraiah had sent the third course back to the kitchen for the second time. "This has
It was agreed that Cassias would be left with Tabitha back at her father's home. A tutor was sent along to maintain his studies. She was nervous that Minnie, the nanny who Cassias was previously left in their care, was still there. She didn't trust her judgment after the whole incident with Alistar. She didn't want to be paranoid but it was hard not to be. She knew that Minnie was doing her job, no one instructed her to not let Alistar take Cassias, he is his father. But that was the ripple that led to a tidal wave. She traveled with the supplies while the rest of the pack traveled ahead in the wolf form. She wasn't opposed to shifting, in fact there was very little in this world that she wanted to do more. She yearned for it as if it was a scratch she couldn't reach. The healers had advised her to wait a few more weeks before she could shift into her wolf form for long periods of time. If she pushed herself too hard too quickly she could lose her ability to shift. She felt an anger
It happened in a blink of an eye. Layla couldn't process what had happened, Javier was dead and he was not going to be the only casualty of the night. it was difficult to fully grasp. Javier was gone. All the light drained from his eyes. Layla lost all control of her breathing. She violently threw her hands over her mouth. All the excitement she had felt before this moment vanished. She was face to face with the reality of war. It wasn't some story in a history book, it was the loss of a good friend. Time sped up rapidly to utter chaos. She was thankful that all the Moonbane wolves had dark brown or black fur while all the Thundermoon wolves had similar ashy blonde fur. It made it easier to follow the flow of the fight but it also made it more painfully obvious how outnumbered Thundermoon was. This wasn't a fair fight, it was a massacre. No matter how she had spun it before, there was no denying the truth now. Layla felt horrible, the remorse overwhelmed her. Solomon was right, she s
"Fancy seeing you here," Alistar's voice was like a menacing song. "I have missed you, my mate."The way he snarled the words "my mate" sent shivers down Layla's spine. She had seen multiple sides of him but this was something new. He wasn't himself. Before her stood a man with nothing to lose and nothing to gain, a man completely taken over by his animalistic side. He was more a monster than man. But Layla could not show any fear. It was time for her to confront her fear face-on, if not only for herself but also for her son and the pack he failed to protect."You look like horse shit," he sneered as he slowly approached her. His eyes darted from hers to the open door behind her. "You finally look as washed up as you are." Layla knew he was trying to get under her skin and cause a reaction, she would not give him the pleasure. "Look at you being so brave with you little bitch boy behind you to protect you," he laughed. "Don't worry, she's all yours," he called out over her should
Layla tried with all her might to stay conscious but was struggling. Her vision was narrowing and the black was creeping in. She hadn't anticipated this ending. She felt like a fool, how could she not have? She knew Alistar better than almost anyone, she had spent the majority of her time with him even with her indifference towards him, she was bound to learn a thing or two about the man. And she should have known that he wouldn't go down without a fight, without another dirty trick up his sleeve. "Oh, not yet." His voice was dark and she could hear the smile in his voice. It was vile. She didn't know what he had meant but it was too late. Before she knew it, Alistar slammed her down onto the table with a loud thud. If she had any left in her lungs, it would have knocked the wind out of her but instead, it was like a jolt of electricity that shocked her back into her body. It was a rude awakening that she was grateful for but the fear of his next move overwhelmed her senses. She trie