DEMETRIUS’S POVAs I sat in my office in the pack house, with Foster and Lucas, we were discussing about the burial ceremony for our fallen warriors in my pack and that of the Moonsucker’s pack. I felt sorry for those who lost their loved ones in the attack, it was high time we had the burial and put the desk to rest. I looked up when my door opened and Elijah walked in followed by Red, the expression on their faces were serious and filled with dread.The sudden interruption was startling and I was surprised to see the two looking the way they were. The presence of Elijah and Red together was not something I love seeing, since they were connected to my mate. I wondered what Red was doing here when he should be with Layla all the time.“Alpha” Elijah said, his voice was filled with urgency, “We have a grave situation. It is the Luna, she is missing and we don’t know her whereabouts”The news was not what I was expecting and it came as a blow to me, I sank back in my chair as I stared a

Nancy approached Lisa and Grace in the garden. She had gone through the pack house looking for the two ladies, and the garden was her last place to check before giving up on her search. She had to confront them about the issue at hand; it was high time someone did something.“Lisa, we need to talk,” Nancy said, her voice laced with worry and determination. “Do you have any idea where Layla might be? You seem to know everyone’s business in the pack, and if anyone would be in touch with Annabelle, it would be you.”Lisa, who was good at keeping tabs on the pack members, was taken aback by Nancy’s question. Her lips twitched as her brows furrowed, her lips pulled in a tight line.“How dare you question where my loyalty lies, Nancy?” Lisa asked in anger. Her voice was heavy with hurt and anger. “I might have my own way of knowing all, but I would never jeopardize the Luna's safety for anything. That's not who I am.”The tension between the two ladies was great as they glared at each other

Layla opened her eyes to the dimly lit room, her heart heavy with the realization that she was still confined in the wretched cottage. Fear gnawed at her as she took stock of her situation. It was impossible to gauge the passage of time, and the aching emptiness in her stomach told her she was hungry, and her baby was suffering because of her.Layla's eyes opened to the dark cottage where she was being held captive. Fear gnawed at her as she realized no help was coming soon enough. It was impossible to know how many days she had been in the cottage; the grumbling of her stomach reminded her that she had been there for too long. She was hungry, recalling the days in Jarod's pack when hunger was a constant companion. But her baby was not accustomed to it. Layla had no idea how her unborn child was feeling, and she hoped the Moon goddess would take pity on them. She must not lose this baby; the thought of losing her unborn child was unbearable.The room felt stifling, and Layla's body pr

LAYLA’S POVI opened my eyes slowly; the pounding in my head had ceased, and I felt refreshed, though still in slight pain. I sensed my wolf again, indicating that I was healing. But how? Did Annabelle decide to treat me? The floor of the cottage was not this soft. As I surveyed the room, I realized where I was. My last conversation with Annabelle came rushing back. So she was true to her word; she released me so Grace could be free. I had more than my life to protect now."Hey," a familiar voice said beside me.I turned to see Elijah beside me, dressed in white, relief evident on his face. "How are you?" he asked.I smiled, not trusting my voice. I felt terrible for ditching Red and getting caught by Annabelle. How would I face Red after my stunt, especially when I promised him I would behave well?"You are healing well," Elijah remarked with a nod.I looked around the room. Where was Demetrius? I expected to see him the moment I woke up, but he was nowhere around me. "Alpha," I said

It has been three peaceful years; Demetrius finally made Layla his Luna, Queen, and wife. There was peace throughout the werewolf territory. Demetrius chose new Alphas for the packs that had no leaders.He was currently seated on the beach with his lovely mate beside him. He could still remember the last argument they had two years ago, after Layla gave birth to three boys. Layla turned to him when he did not answer her question.“Demetrius!” she called, touching his shoulders.“What?” he jerked to the present.“What are you thinking about?” she asked him.Demetrius shrugged. “I was thinking about our last argument about the boys,” Demetrius told her.★★LAYLA’S POV★★I shook my head and turned away from Demetrius; I was still annoyed with that. I couldn’t hold my boys for long before they were taken away from me. “I miss my boys,” I told Demetrius.“I miss them too,” my mate said.“If you miss them, then get them back home,” I said.“I want them to grow up stronger, more powerful,” De