Please note this chapter as well as chapter twelve will hold sexual content
Layla’s eyes opened, the world in front of her looking exactly the way she thought it would. A forest that was once filled with happy and loving memories now covered with a dark cloud of cold, hate and emptiness. Layla didn’t have to wonder where she was. She knew when she opened her eyes again, she would be in the land of the dead, it was her plan. Layla got up, her body moving on its own, the rage and anger motivating her to continue. Layla had lost all love and hope when she placed the knife to her throat, she knew even if she was doing the right thing it would mean that she would never see the people she longed most to see, she would never get to lay in her mother’s arm as she read Layla a story. She would never get to run and hide as her father changed her around the room. She would never get to make devious pranks with her brothers, she would never get to stay up all night and talk to her sister and worst of all she would never feel William’s hand against her cheek, his lips aga
Layla didn’t know how long she sat on the floor, her emotions draining her more and more with each passing second. It didn’t help her that she knew her entire family was at the other side of the fire gate, waiting for her, waiting to comfort her, waiting to ask questions, but the answers they wanted, she couldn’t give.Layla realized something when she was in the underworld with the Aducator and the information would only be save in her mind. She wanted to talk to William, she wanted to tell him everything and she wanted to hug him, hug him until the final moment, but she couldn’t, she knew now that the people she loved more than life itself, was also the people that could be used against her. The Aducator said it herself, she was dead in which ever form that comes in and she could use any form to hurt Layla, she could use William.Layla realized that there was no way to fight death in this world. And even if they did fight, her army and she would be fighting her family. Layla pulled
William grabbed onto Layla, the fear and the lifelessness in her eyes scaring him in a way he did not know was possible.“Don’t think for a second that that is the truth. There is nothing in this world that can force you from us, and even if there was, you know our family will tear it apart in a second to be back with you. I won’t ever leave you; do you hear me. There is nothing in this world that will keep me away from you.” William said, he voice full of promise.“You can’t know that.” Layla said, desperately wanting to believe him, but the ugly truth made it impossible.“I can and I do. I have loved you for years and for the first time I get to love you the way I always wanted, and nothing will take that away from me, my selfishness will not allow it. You do not have to believe me, because I’ll show you, I’ll prove to you that not even if death caught me again, will I let him take me from you.” William said. Each word he spoke, he believe in. He didn’t know it would be possible, bu
Layla’s life had been different since she gave her speech. Her powers were unlocked, but her ability to use them effectively was not. When she was not training to access them, she was at the library with her family, reading up on everything they could find about Lobokuéra sy and once she would finally be done with that, she had to strategize with the wolves on how they are going to fight the shadow of death with little to no information. It was exhausting, but she kept going forward, not allowing herself to give in to her tiredness. She felt like she couldn’t rest, each moment she sat still or took a breath, it felt like something was luring behind her, waiting for her to close her eyes, just so he could strike at her. She felt the waiting of the war on her shoulders, she knew her responsibility and that’s what forced her to keep moving.“We should send out scouts, that way we can get more information on our enemy.” Vin said, but Nicholas was quick to cut off that idea.“Send the sco
Layla listened at all the men speak over one another, all giving their viewpoints and strategies for the war.“We shouldn’t wait, we should attack before they do!” An Alpha yelled out.“Do we even know who death is?” An alpha questioned him.“We should hide the Lobokuéra sy at one of the packs.” “We have never run from a fight, and we should start now.”“How bid is their army do we know.”“How can the Lobokuéra sy even fight with us? Does she have our strength, our speed?”“What about our territories? How should we keep them safe if we are all fighting someone else war?”“This war will affect us all.” The wolves shouted one after another. Layla knew all their questions were valid. Did she even know what she was about to face? But where could she find the answers. She didn’t even know what death looked like, in the other world it was just a black showed, so did it mean in this world it would look the same? She knew already that she had no answers and yet she had called everyone togeth
Layla walked through the crowed of wolves, all of them staring at her and then staring at the bloodsuckers. All of them were ready for what ever was to come. Layla walked deeper and deeper into the crowed not knowing what she wanted, but she had this sense deep in her core, that told she would know when she saw it. She walked further down the line of people, meeting all their eyes at least once, just to rule them out. Layla felt on edge, knowing she needed to find, but not sure what and with each passing second her anxiousness rose. She turned and looked again, searching for her target, and finally they locked eyes. The eyes she wound were old and seemed to be blind. Layla took a step closer to her and another, the wolves all moving out of her way as she walked towards the old woman. The woman was clearly over the age of 80 or 90 and she was dressed in traditional tribe clothes. Layla stopped as she was arm-length away from the woman. The old woman stepped forward her hand reaching ou