The Lycan Abused Mate
I growled in anger, “Damn you, Layla. Why do you have to disobey me always?”
“That apart, we need to save our heirs,” Demon spoke up.
“I know, and we will.”
“Forgive Layla too.”
“If you are going to talk about her, then keep quiet,” I told him.
“Why are you behaving like this?” Demon asked, irritated.
“Because I can.”
“Damn you, Lycan king,” Demon cursed and went quiet, leaving me alone with my sadness.
★LAYLA’S POV★
I managed to free myself and crawled over to Foster, working on his binds. He groaned in pain when the pin touched his injured wrist.