Laila’s POV
I drove to Jason’s pack house, forcing myself to pay attention to the rules of the road when my mind kept wandering. My heart was sore. I didn’t want to do this. I just wanted to be at home with my healthy daughter.
But the reality was far harsher. Ava wasn’t healthy, and she needed me to find a way to help her. Right now, it seemed the only way to do that was to appeal to her biological father. A man who was presently very angry with me. Who likely never wanted to see me again.
I couldn’t let that stop me. Ava was my daughter, and if all it would take to save her would be convincing Jason, I would do that. I would do whatever it took to save her.
Yet, when I finally arrived at the pack house, the gate barring the driveway was closed. I was forced to stop. As the gate guar
