Layla's POV
I didn't answer his text after that. What could I even say?
Yes, I hated Nicole and until earlier, I had hated my father without questioning it too. But now, after hearing them talk in the courtyard, I wasn't sure how my father really felt. He had always been cold and distant and I rarely interacted with him, but that wasn't uncommon. At least not here.
Moonspire City had the unfortunate reputation of breeding cutthroat Alphas who would stop at nothing to ascend in power. It seemed that only the European packs valued family over power anymore.
"You could always reach out to him and try to talk to him you know," Freja snorted, "It would be better than sitting here and crucifying us both with a sudden attack of conscience."
"Yeah, I'll just call his personal secr
