EDWARD’S POV
Layla Foster is out of her mind and I don’t mean that lightly. There are things people do that leave you completely speechless and apparently, this is mine.
I stare down at her as she tries to make one thing very clear with her eyes. A message I don’t want to accept… but somehow already know I’m stuck with.
Her grip tightens around my hand and then she smiles at everyone in the room.
“We’re mates.” She declares.
Honestly, if the Moon Goddess herself walked in right now, I don’t think anyone would look more shocked than they already do. Her father and stepmother especially as they keep blinking, and glancing between us like if they look hard enough, this will start making sense.
“What?” Mr. Foster blurts.
I can feel Layla’s fast pulse and knowing her, if she opens her
