All Chapters of Bound By Fate: Mated To The Enemy: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

Layla's POV.Walking towards a place where I knew I would never have some peace of mind that I required, was even the most annoying part of my day because now I couldn't ignore the fact that there were too many things holding me back which would have been better off if I just found a way of tackling it. Damon stood proud of himself and achievements and my father was also beaming. I had decided to get married in the most basic dress ever. It wasn't befitting for a woman of my supposed caliber, but that wasn't going to change a thing. I was happy that I was going to stand my ground and they would have to abide by it whether or they liked it. "Such a beauty!" My father exclaimed. Damon stared at me with so much pride that had me almost convulsing, smacking his face so bad that he would not even remember how and when this ever happened I would never fall in love with him if that was what he was hoping to achieve, but my peace was even more important to me than any other thing in the

Isabella stared at her reflection in the mirror, loving everything she saw. From the jewelry, to the dress that she has been given.It was a lot of work for her to get to this point but she wouldn't have it any other way. At least that sorry woman would realize that she was better than her in all ramifications and would respect her whenever her name was mentioned anywhere. It was something that she had worked on deliberately just to be free and now she was enjoying the benefits. "You look astonishing. Your husband is going to be happy when he sees you. Now he would have no choice but to marry you immediately." Cassandra clapped as soon as she walked into the room seeing her daughter's gorgeousness. Alpha Asher visit this second time was to show everybody that nobody could push them aside when this was concerned. "Sometimes I think that he might not really like me but I know that it's just my insecurities playing a huge one on me yet I don't have any choice now do i?" Isabella com

Layla's POV. The scent of the past hit me without warning as I strolled into the house where I was killed. My murderers resided here, but there was only one thing that gave me so much joy and it was the fact that things were not the same anymore There were many people who would never believe that I was reincarnated and I wanted to remain in such isolation. The moment they began to have an idea it was going to pose a disaster for me and that was the list of my worries at the moment but, I had also come to terms with the fact that everybody would never like me. It wasn't possible for them to.Damon grabbed my hand, leading me into a place where I knew like the back of my hand He probably thought he was about to show me off to the world without realizing that he was the newbie around. I had a lot of things on my mind which would not work at the moment unless I set myself to allow it. I had also come to a point where I no longer had to fear or worry about what my future held. I co

Layla's POV.I stretched in my bed the next morning, proceeding to a place where I knew I was going to get more answers than what I was being supplied at the moment. A lot of people would have tried their best to begin the revenge from the minute they set foot into this place but I was not that kind of a person, instead I allowed bygones to be bygones. I was going to find out the truth but firstly I needed to understand the pack dynamics. I didn't know how long I have been dead for but I was pretty much sure that a lot of things would have changed in the course of my absence I headed towards my favorite spot. The drawing room. It reminded me of my mother so much because she loved the piano with every fiber of being in her and whenever she had a chance to play, she did it with all her might. Some people found it funny that I was so interested in something that possibly killed my mother but, how else would I get connected to a person that I missed sorely if I didn't step into her

Layla's POV.Something was amiss over here and it was my duty to find that out. The first step in achieving this was to pretend like I had no clue whatsoever of what was going on and just allowed them to do their thing while I moved on with my life. There were many things that I wanted to say but I refrained myself from doing that. I bumped into my father on the way and then looked away for some time and then they didn't even go about the shock that I was expecting and that even knocked me back more than I wanted. I wanted him to be happy anytime he realized that I was back here but that was not even the case. He looked like he was having a hard time breathing and even understood it. His bones deteriorating, his face took a hollow shape, a proof that he had been wrongly dealt with in life. I felt pain in my innermost part as I began to think of how much he had sacrificed to see that this place became its very best.Now he was reduced to nothing more than a shell of himself and I