Jayla"No!" I scream, my voice coming out weaker than usual as I try to hit him on his chest to hurt him, but my arms are too weak. But I don't give up. I still try. I try to kick his shin to make him lose his balance.But soon my body starts giving away and blackness starts to come into my eyes. I blink through the blurriness, trying to get my vision back but nothing helps, and the last thing I remember before passing out is the evil, cunning grin on his face.***My eyes open and a long breath leaves my throat as I hear the door slam open. Shifting my gaze toward the entrance, I notice the outline of a familiar body making its way toward me. I blink several times, trying to focus but it isn't possible. Eveything is just making my eyes hazy.I feel a sudden pressure on my neck and a sharp scream leaves my throat as I am pulled up by my collar, and onto my feet. I sway on my feet, barely managing to stand straight when my back is slammed into a wall with a very brutal force."This fu

Tyler"Shane!" I say into the phone, replying him in a shocked voice.I never thought that I would be happy to hear from this same person ever in my life. The truth is that I have always disliked him from the bottom of my heart. And it is not only because my mate seemed to have always liked him a bit more than me, but also because he is always more calm and composed than I am. The only time I remember him losing his temper was when it came to his mate, but other than that, he has always been the wise one. The calm one. The gentle one.But at this moment, to hear from him is like a heavy rain falling after a long period of drought. Because he seems like the only person who would be there for Jayla no matter what. Even if no one agrees to fight, at least I will have him with me to fight and I won't be alone. That is a relieving thought."You were able to hear me, right?" he asks in a somewhat cold tone. "I just asked you if Jayla is alright. I am very close to the borders of the pack n

TylerAs the voice comes to us and we all turn in unison to see who it is, we are surprised by the person standing by the doorway because that is the last person we expect to see here."Alpha Gavin," Jessica whispers, her eyes showing her surprise as we all look at the middle aged man who walks into the room.The Alpha speaks as he progresses further into the room. "I got a call from the Alpha who witnessed the fight between you and Jasper and he told me everything," he says to me. He shakes his head in disappointment and purses his lips before continuing to speak. "I don't even need to mention how disappointed l am in my son. I have always known that he is a rebellious one. But his mother ... she trusts him too much." He sighs. "But anyway, I feel like l owe you an apology, Tyler." He looks at me." For my son, I apologize to you for having put your mate in such a dangerous situation as that..." He trails off, as if unsure of what to say next.I keep quiet because I don't really know

JaylaWhen I was a kid, whenever I saw my father giving someone an injection, or whenever I got an injection, I used to cry so much. My parents always laughed it off and said that it was funny that I hated injections and blood despite my own father being a doctor. It made no sense to me really, but it did to them.I like science. I like the chemical aspect of it. But when it comes to blood and a syringe or any other sharp object, I usually run away.Never had I ever had a thought as a child that a day would come when I would be standing with that very syringe I had hated as a child in my hand, ready to kill someone to save my own life.My guess is that life works in quite unpredictable ways. Things we never think will happen to us, and things we never prepared for will happen. And we have to survive them. We have to weather the storm and come out at the end of it. That is how it is.When we are kids, we are so oblivious to the evil things which happens in the real world. It is as if

Jayla I cannot allow my hands to shake now. I really can't afford to make any mistake at all even if it is a simple one. And I won't make a damn mistake. I will prove myself to myself till the end. I have to do this. And I will even if I die in the process. I smirk in his face, mocking his existence and his very being because he deserves it. He deserves even worse than that. I speak in a clear voice so that my words can enter into his brain and get to him. "Your death is just around the corner. You better be watching your back constantly before it creeps up on you without your knowledge. Or you can watch your front too. Do whatever works for you.""What the fuck are you saying, bitch?" he raged. "You are just spitting gibberish.""I am not. I am serious about it and very soon, you too will know it. But it might be too late for you then, though," I say then I laugh, the sound cruel in the small space of the cellar. I love the way I have succeeded in rattling this monster in front o