Layla's POV
"You built your home in this apartment because you were alone and had no one to build a home with," Gabriel murmured, "You needed to prove to yourself that you could stand on your own two feet, and you've done that. You showed them all and no one can deny it now. But it ends tonight my angry little wolf. You don't need these walls anymore, not with me here. Not now."
"I decide what I need," I hissed, my furious defiance clearly at odds with the heated flush that was rising on my cheeks at his casual use of the pet name he had used for me when we were teenagers.
His wolf flared in his eyes with enough heat to make my breath catch in my chest. He lowered his voice and leaned closer to me, so that I had to tilt my head backwards to look at him.
"I will not leave you
