Layla and Nolan sat down in the large dining room as they waited for their breakfast to be served. Present at the table were Carla, Keisha, and Darren. The palace was a very big place and everyone lived comfortably."How are you doing?" Nolan asked Layla. He had been so busy for the past few days as he had to lay some things in order in the pack, so he's not been around but he was sure Keisha was keeping Layla's company."I'm good as you can see.." Layla replied as Sarah served her portion of food, the other maids serving the others."Thanks.." Layla smiled at her as Sarah stepped back."Was that necessary?" Nolan asked as Layla turned to look at him, they were both sitting near each other."What?" She asked with narrowed brows."You're the Luna. There was no need to say thanks. She's meant to serve you.." he stated. He noticed that Layla was humbling herself too much before maids."Thanks, Mr adviser. But I like being that way. It's good to be nice.." she flashed a smile as she retu

"Ahh!!!!" Carla screamed as she tossed the cosmetics that were lying on top of her dressing table away."F*ck you Layla…" she gritted her teeth in anger as she used her hand to ruffle her hair as she threw her hands in the air.Her plans had been ruined. None of her plans worked. She was just happy for no reason. She had thought Layla was going to die, she had even gone ahead to prepare for a celebration but that fool had ruined all her plans."Damn you Sarah!!" She yelled as she threw herself in the bed in frustration."You think you're smart huh?" She scoffed as she laughed hysterically."You think you're going to avoid all this? You're such a fool, Sarah.." she cursed. Sarah had thought that killing herself would redeem her from all of this."You're so so stupid. You ruined everything for me, now I'll make your family pay for your sins instead.." she swore as she fumed in anger, hatred running through her veins."The family you were trying so hard to protect will pay for this ." Sh

The night was cold and quiet as the rain droplets fell slowly from the sky, Carla was seen wearing an all-backcloth with a black hoodie which she used to cover up her head, and she was also wearing a pair of black gloves.Making sure no one had seen her, she skillfully sneaked out of the palace as she left for somewhere.Carla arrived in a small house that looked old and detached, it was located near the woods and there were barely any houses around that area.She stopped at the door and she knocked slowly. The rain was still drizzling."Who's there?" A low deep voice that sounded alert was heard."Archie it's me…" she whispered and the person seemed to have recognized her voice as the door sprang open."Carla.." a man with rough black hair and average looks called with a frown on his face."Archie.." Carla called again, her face wearing a smile."Can I come in…" she requested hurriedly, as she didn't want to risk being seen by anyone."Yes please.." he invited and Carla walked in."H

Nolan woke slowly, his senses gradually coming back to him. He felt a warmth at his side, and as he opened his eyes, he saw Layla's sleeping form, curled up against him. He couldn't help but smile as he gazed at her peaceful face. But then, he felt something shift, and he realized that her arm was wrapped around his waist. He froze, unsure of what to do. Should he pull away, or should he let her sleep? He didn't want to wake her, but he also felt a little awkward. "Fuck.." he cursed inwardly, he could feel that his feelings towards Layla were changing slowly. It felt as if he was beginning to acknowledge her like he should as she was his mate.He was feeling more drawn to her.What would happen when she woke up and realized how close they were? He decided to just stay still, not wanting to disturb her. But as he lay there, he felt a strange sense of peace wash over him. There was something about being so close to Layla that made him feel safe, and he found himself closing his eyes a

Layla, Nolan, and Malcolm all turned together to see who the intruder was."Grandpa!!" Malcolm squealed as his grandfather and sister walked into the house."How are you, my boy?" The old man asked as he rubbed his hair lovingly."I'm fine. Did you bring any food?" Malcolm asked with eagerness in his eyes. He looked like he would need a decent meal."No Malcolm, we didn't bring any food. We couldn't find any. You need to see the way the people in the market chased us away. His sister Millie, who was about thirteen signed in frustration as she closed the door behind them.Malcolm's face immediately squeezed the moment he heard her."Who are they?" Millie asked her brother as she pointed at both Layla and Nolan."Hey there.." Layla waved at her."Who are you? Grandpa, do you know them?" Millie asked her grandfather, who looked closely at Nolan."Your Highness.." he uttered in surprise. He recognized Nolan."Your Highness…" he bowed quickly this time around and he began to urge his grand