Layla. The sky begins to darken as a storm begins to emerge out of nowhere. All the guests have stopped what they are dong completely to watch the drama unfold. I still have no idea why Grey is referring to me as Luna, but that's the least of my worries. My main concern is that the man I think I have started falling for, has clearly been doing things behind my back. I feel my chest tighten as an anxiety attack begins to build inside me. My hands are shaking as I try to control my fire but it is getting harder the more I look at Jaxon. Jaxon storms down the steps and begins towards Grey who squats down in a fighters stance. Trev pushes me further back and he, too, is about to face off with the Alpha. All because of me. The closer Jaxon gets I see both Trev and Grey twitching waiting for a fight to errupt. Just as Jaxon makes it to the edge of the dance floor, Grey shifts into his beautiful wolf and snarls threateningly at Jaxon, daring him to come any closer to me. "I'm not here to

Gretchen is wearing black ripped jeans with a black v neck long sleeve. She has her green snake wrapped around her wrist, I can't remember his name. Her red hair is made up of bouncing curls that reach down to her shoulders. She has brown eyes and a dusting of freckles across her nose. Although she looks around 20 years of age, she is actually closer to 150 years as witches age slower than most supernaturals. She is very powerful, very wise, and a woman you would never want to cross. "Ah, Jaxon, let's have a look at you." She says as she comes closer and holds me at arms length eyeing me up from head to toe. I hear Layla growl at her due to the fact I am still naked. "Gretchen, good to see you, High Priestess. You are early, I hope you traveled well," I respond politely as I slowly pull out of her embrace and place my hands infront of my junk. "Now, now, no need to be shameful. It's nothing I haven't seen before," She says as she chuckles. My eyes pop out of my head and I can feel

Jaxon. I have never apologized to anybody for any choice I have made in life. I have always kept my pride in check and accepted whatever consequences have been thrown my way for the choices I made, even in my younger years. My father taught me that if you make a choice you better make the right one, and even if you don't, you stick to your choice no matter what. But I knew I needed to try and atone for what happened last night, even if I wasn't in the wrong. I know I also need to speak to Trev and Grey and possibly apologize to them as well. And I need to make a formal announcement about Layla being the true Luna and my fated mate to the pack. I know they will have questions and want to know why it has taken me so long to announce her. They have waited just as long as I have to have a Luna. Someone to guide them and have empathy, as well as someone to help me see reason when I may form biased opinions from time to time. When I got out of the shower last night and couldn't find Layl

Layla."Have you been able to learn control over your fire?" Gretchen asks me as she peers at the notes Shelly, Jaxon, and I have made. Well, the new notes that is. It would have been helpful if we had Doc's notes too because his were more detailed. But we did what we could in the amount of time we could do it in."Yes," I reply as I bring the ice water to my lips and take a sip. We are all sitting on the back patio of the pack house near the rose garden. It is a nice bright and sunny day with just a hint of a breeze. The weather isn't too hot nor is it too cold. I have on a simple pair of denim shorts and a loose fitted tank top and my hair is pulled back in a loose french braid with small pieces framing my face. After my 'hunting' as Jaxon calls it, and our love making in the forest, we came home and got cleaned up before meeting with Gretchen."What can you do with it?" She asks as she sets the notes down on the patio table and leans forward with her elbows on her knees leaning in

Layla.Sitting on Jaxon's lap visiting with the other pack members has actually been a huge comfort. I never dreamed I could fit in and allow myself to feel like I am apart of a family. A family that I still have yet to fully figure out, but a family none the less."Here, Allie, let me take RoRo so you can finish eating," I suggest as I stretch my arms across the table for the baby."You haven't ate anything yet, either," Allie says as she tries to juggle RoRo and cut her steak at the same time. I push up on Jaxon's lap and lean over, trying to avoid his plate of food infront of me, and grab the baby. Allie, seeing my attempt to hold the sweet child, finally obliges and meets me half way to hand the baby over.Holding little RoRo I can't help but feel a warmth of joy spread throughout my heart and it is so overwhelming I feel my eyes tear up at the thought of holding my own daughter some day. I never had the white picket fence family growing up, quite the opposite really. But I know I