LOGINIn minutes, I am there, all but flying toward the fermentation works. I can see with my eyes now Leona in her gray wolf form confronting a smaller wolf with pitch-black fur. I know instantly it’s Camila.I transform in the blink of an eye, and then I am running on my paws, eating up the ground as I
Layla’s POVIt’s late when there’s a knock on the door to my home, but at least I’m still dressed. I had stayed that way until right before I would go to bed in case the hospital called to say I should go to Benjamin.I need no mindlink to know it’s Alexander. His coming here is inappropriate, and r
Layla’s POVI must find some way to keep Alexander out of Starfall.When he stormed out of the orchard and away in his car two days ago, I had thought I would get some reprieve, but no. He was back the next day with claims that he wants to establish a formal trade agreement with Starfall.I was in B
“How’s it looking?” I call up.“Excellent. We’re heading for our best harvest yet.”“Wonderful.”“And you, sir?” she asks, and damn it if there isn’t something coy in her eyes. “Are you a fan of our wine?”“A great fan,” he says somewhat stiffly.“And of the wolf whose idea it was for us to make win
Layla’s POVI feel bile rise in my throat. This is the hard, demanding, even frightening Alpha I had learned from when I was in training to be his Delta. This is the Alpha who exiled his once-wife to a wintry wilderness.This is the Alpha who kept his pack safe and strong, no matter the cause.This
Alexander waits until she’s left the office before rounding on me.“You’ve managed to avoid giving me an explanation,” he growls. “But your time has run out, my dear.”I walk behind the desk and gesture for him to sit down before taking a seat myself. “Just what explanation do you feel you are owed,
Layla’s POV“No,” I growl, the word leaving my mouth before I can stop it. Camila’s eyebrows jump up, a bright flare of challenge flashing in her eyes. Then, she laughs. Not loud, not mocking, but a laugh that’s so much worse. It’s full of satisfaction and malice.“You don’t have to admit it,” she
Layla’s POV“Layla, you’re staying here,” the commander says. He barely looks at me as he passes, not bothering to offer any other explanation as to why I’m not patrolling like usual.Not that I really wanted to go on the patrol, since I don’t want to risk shifting right now. Usually, pregnant women
Layla’s POV“Pick up the pace! Move it!” The command splits the morning air, followed by the crack of thunder as rain pelts down on us. I push off with the rest of the warriors, the sounds of boots pounding on the ground. Several of the men shift, their wolves darting ahead as we weave through the f
Layla’s POV“Again.”The command is harsh and demanding, cutting through the air like a hot knife through butter. I adjust my stance and lift my fists. The warrior across from me smirks with confidence. He’s waiting for me to fail, just like the rest of them.I won’t let him have the satisfaction.N







