The Alpha's Daughter
Sasha starts crying and begs,
“No, please, Layla, it wasn't my idea; Isaac made me do it.”
I shake my head
“SHHH, Sasha, don't cry.”
When I see a little bit of hope enter her eyes, I wink at her and then push the syringe into her heart. Lea grumbles,
“That was too quick of a death for those two, Layla.” I shrug,
“I know, but they are dead, Lea, and that's what we wanted.”
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