Kayla's POV

As everything came to an end, I lay breathless on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling. Suddenly, the unresolved issue between Harrison and me surfaced again in my mind.

"Save the sweet talk, Harrison Morris!" I turned over, gazing at Harrison with desire-faded eyes, giving him a stern look. "Tell me, are you declaring war on The Blue Blood Pack? How long did you and Peter discuss it? What made you finally decide on such a resolution?"

"Probably after I dealt with Donald Rufus." Harrison smiled, his hand encircling my shoulder. His gaze, however, wandered around the ceiling, seemingly lost in memories of that day. "Peter's pack...