"Let's go inside. It's starting to get fresh out," Blake said, unlocking his door and letting us in.He walked to his study, with Michael by his side. I didn't know what else to do, so I followed along after them."I need to tell you some things, it's about the pack," Michael said, giving Blake a look and then nodding at me.I smiled, catching his drift of wanting me out of the room."It's okay, I'm leaving to my room," I told the pair. Blake chuckled at Michael, giving me an amused look."I don't think so Leila. You're still under my watch," he said, looking at me."You can speak in front of her. It's okay," Blake told Michael. Even though Michael looked unsure, he didn't question Blake."It's actually about her I want to talk about. Yesterday, Russell was here and he said the girl threatened to get him kicked out of the pack. He told Linda and from there, it spread throughout the pack. Everyone now wants to know if it's true that she's your mate," Michael said, not wasting a breat

Dylan raised an eyebrow, but his eyes still held the fiery anger they did a moment ago."I can explain what happened. Blake isn't even involved. He was the one who brought me back," I told Dylan, willing him to believe me.Eric was still trying to get me to move away from Dylan, but I didn't give him a chance to try anything."Please, let me explain first," I said to him. I finally got out from Eric's arms and I clung to Dylan like my life depended on it.I wrapped my arms around his neck, wanting him to pay attention to me and leave Blake out of it.More and more guys from Dylan's pack had arrived. Easy they were about forty or fifty men- who would easily take down Blake. He only had ten men. It wouldn't be a fair fight."Leila, it's alright. If Dylan wants to fight, that's what we'll do," Blake stated.Dylan growled at him. He wrapped his arm around my waist, and I felt that was a good thing."See, if he wants to get killed- you should let him," Dylan said to me, but keeping his st

Dylan ended up carrying me upstairs to our room. We were laying down in bed, with Dylan over me. His body easily covered mine. He was a lot bigger than my small frame.I loved how good his body felt so close to mine, yet he kept all his weight resting on his arms.He was trailing kisses down my jaw and toward my mark. My heart was beating faster, feeling expectant of what would be happening."Are you okay?" Dylan asked, sitting up a little and looking at me.I was out of breath, so I simply nodded my head."I missed you so much," he said, completely sitting up in the bed. I wasn't expecting him to say that.I stayed lying down for a little while, not understanding why he moved away from me."I miss you too," I replied softly, getting on my knees in front of him, and then resting myself on my legs.Dylan ran a hand through his hair, with a defeated expression on his face."I've killed more rogues than I can count," Dylan said, staring off into the distance.I didn't know why he was tel

I was running my hands over his arms, trying to sooth him and find a way to calm him down. "How the f*ck can they do that to somebody? A fixed marriage between Wolves shouldn't exist. We all have our mates!" Dylan kept saying."I know," I lamely said, not knowing what would make him feel better."Did he ever hurt you?" Dylan asked, his intense stare was concentrated on my eyes. I felt like looking down, and bowing to him. But I knew his intention wasn't to order me around. He wanted for me to tell him the truth.I shook my head, not being able to answer with words."Did he- did he ever touch you?" Dylan asked, pausing in his sentence and looking down."He didn't," I replied, my voice sounding completely weak."He wants you. Nicolas has made it clear that he wants you back," Dylan said, his voice sounding emotionless."I know, but I don't want to go with him. I don't want to go with my pack. Please, don't let him take me," I said to Dylan, as I wrapped my arms around his neck tightly.

I stayed quiet, staring at Dylan. He looked furious, with his arms crossed and his intimidating figure staring down at me."Answer me," he said. His voice wasn't raised, but I could hear the order behind his words."We might need his help," I said softly."We don't need anything from him. I have everything under control. I don't need another pack's help," Dylan said, walking around his desk and standing in front of me."Yes we do. Do you think that if Alpha Jackson or Alpha Nicolas attack, they will do it alone?" I asked, raising my hands in the air. My words came out in a yell. I didn't intend to speak that way, but I was scared. I knew what they were capable of- at least Alpha Jackson."Do you know how sexy you look right now?" Dylan asked, taking a step closer to me.I looked at him with narrowed eyes."Is that a joke?" I asked him, crossing my arms."I don't joke," Dylan said, seriously. I was about to object to that, but instead, stayed quiet. It was true, he never really joke ab