Layla Whispercrest
All this while.
I thought he acted of his own accord without any external pressure. But it seems that even a monster had its own story.
“So… you can continue,” I said to Donna the minute she sat down on the bed. We chose my room since hers was still being cleaned by the Omega servants.
“My brother went through so much…” she trailed, almost in tears. “I might cover it with this happy expression but everything is not as it seems.”
I listened to her every word taking note of each on my notepad. I did this whenever I didn’t want to mix things up. At one time, I gasped, wondering how someone could go through something like that and not break to the lowest bottom.
“My mate went through that?” I asked again, this time in a whisper. She nodded staring at me with direct eye
