LEYLA'S POV:-   "Let's talk about your abilities, everyone. I would like to know more about you all. I am the Beta of this pack. I should be reasonable for all of you. I should know everything about you." I asked them as we all were done with our breakfast. We were collecting the dishes from the table.   "We can definitely talk about it. Let's go to the training grounds and then talk about it. It will be fun to have the Beta on the training grounds with us. And talk about our abilities." One of the guys, Justin, replied to me in a challenging tone. As if he was challenging me.  I raised my eyebrows at him with a questioning look on my face. "Are you trying to challenge me? For what? A combat or something? Against you?" I asked him with a poker look on my face. Hearing my questions a smirk appeared on his face. He was actual

  LEYLA'S POV:-  I untied my hair and flipped them with the help of my hands. "Next time, try not to be too predictable if you are willing to defeat your opponent. Showing attitude before a fight is good. Showing off your overconfidence can get you killed. That's one of the basic rules of combat I learned when I was a kid." I said in a mocking tone and shrugged my shoulders carelessly. An arm wrapped around my shoulders from behind. I knew it was Kurt or I would have ripped that arm off if it would be someone else. I turned my head and he ruffled my hair.  "You look like you are enjoying your time here." He asked me and I shrugged my shoulders carelessly. Of course I was enjoying my time. That world was literally something I was part of. I offered my hand to Adrian. He smiled and took my hand. I helped him up. Ruffling my hair again, Kurt walked away from us. The girls joined us too. I sat

 LEYLA'S POV:-   After dinner, I made my way straight towards Kurt's bedroom. I locked the door and went towards the bathroom. I could hear the shower running. I peeled my clothes off of my body and walked towards the shower cubicle. Quietly, I stepped into the cubicle. Then I wrapped my arms around him from behind. I heard him chuckle as he grabbed my hands and pulled me in front of him. He pinned me with the glass wall behind me and pinned my hands above my head. He leaned on and pressed his lips on mine. I closed my eyes and enjoyed that kiss. It was sweeter than his usual kisses.  He pulled away from my lips and let go of me. I opened my eyes and found one of his arms set on the wall behind me. He leaned towards me. Then he grabbed a lock of my hair that slipped onto my face. He pushed it behind my ear then brushed his knuckles on my face. He didn't stop. His hand went towards my neck t

   LUCIAN'S POV:-  "I know, father. I promise you, I will find her soon and do everything that's necessary for our plan to work." I replied to my father in a low tone. He nodded his head with a proud smile on his face.  "Did you find the traitor? He betrayed us twice. He almost got her caught twice. And ran away. He can no longer live." My father asked me in an angry tone. Hearing his tone, I could feel anger bubbling inside my chest as well. That low life man betrayed my father. And tried to get her killed twice. So I couldn't find her.  "Father, I have found him. He is in the dungeon for now. We will sacrifice his traitor blood on the day of the sacrifice. Till then, I have asked Phobus to take very good care of our traitor guest. To give him paranoia. He is the only one who knows about the other woman. The older one. We need to find her too.

    LUCIAN'S POV:-  "You monster! All her life she has been longing for love and respect. You took that away from her. You are a monster. You destroyed her. You think she will ever love you once she knows the truth. She will hate you. She will never want to see your ugly face. You are a monster. Just like your father, Lucian. I will make sure she knows the truth about you." Marcel tried to roar at me angrily. But as he didn't have much energy in his body, his voice came out as whispers. That poor man thought that he could get out of that cell. He would, but he would never make it out alive. His dead eyes would see the sky next time.    "And you think you are getting out of here. That's never happening. I can promise you one thing, Marcel. Your eyes are never going to see the sky ever again. Not until they have blood rushing through their veins. I