Layla's POVThe moon hung low in the night sky as the wheels of the car hummed along the winding road, carrying my uncle, Irene and I toward the heart of Leon's pack. The shadows cast by the dense forest seemed to dance to their own tune, an ominous prelude to the impending confrontation.As the journey unfolded, I couldn't resist the urge to prod at my uncle, who sat stoically beside me. "So, how does it feel, being Leon's trusted errand boy?" I smirked, a mischievous glint in my eyes.His jaw clenched, but he maintained his composure. "Watch your words, Layla. Disrespecting me won't end well for you.""Oh, I'm not disrespecting you," I retorted, a rebellious fire flickering in my gaze. "Just marveling at how far you've fallen."His silence was my canvas, and I continued to paint it with words meant to irk him. "Remember the days when you were a leader, not someone's lackey?"A vein pulsed in his forehead, a subtle indication that my needles were hitting their mark. "You don't unders
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