LAYLA

It was a painfully quiet night. I sat on the edge of my bed staring out the window and down at the moonlit pack grounds.

Del Morino and the strange visit to the other packhouse were circling in my head leaving me confused about thoughts

He had presented me to Adrian as his mate in a way that seemed purposeful even to make Adrian jealous or something like that.

He was trying to arouse the other side of Adrian.

To make him stay away from me?

It had to be that. I balled my fists rage brewing beneath me.

The more I thought about it, the more agitated I...