LAYLA’S POV
There are currently two things I can’t wrap my head around: people who willingly eat pineapple with pepperoni pizza and why Baze wants to hurt me.
The first one is easy enough to accept. Some people just have questionable taste and there’s probably no saving them.
The second one? Not so much. I barely know Baze. Before yesterday in the dining, I’d never spoken to him or even noticed him. So why would he ambush me in the woods with three other wolves like I’d done something to him? Because he called me a filthy omega and Edward retaliated?
My stomach churns at the memory.
If Edward hadn’t shown up when he did… I don’t even know what would’ve happened to me.
And that’s what scares me most. I don’t know.
Every time I let myself think about it, my chest tightens and my bod
