~ LAYLA ~
AN HOUR LATER….
I am sitting stiffly on the cushioned chair near the vanity, staring at the mirror while Aunt Gaia stands behind me, gently brushing my silky hair with a large glass-like comb. Despite my calm facial expression that is reflecting back to me from the mirror, my heart is racing deep inside my chest.
Today, this morning, the pack council of the Bloodhounds Pack will decide my fate here. Life or death. Acceptance or rejection.
And I have no idea which side the scales will tip toward.
All my life, I have been running. First from the fire that consumed my home and family, and then running away from Kaliq and his men.
Only to find myself here. And bonded to Raelin, the Alpha of this pack.
Should I run? Plot an escape again? Is running every time even going to give
