Chelsea's POV
I let the satisfaction grow inside of me as I listened to Nicole talk. That was everything that I had wanted from this plan to take Layla down. Let this stupid family do all of the hard work and I would coast through the aftermath with a gentle softness that would have people pitying me.
People would look at me and think that I had suffered all this time because of Layla and they would hate her for it. Eventually, that pity they held for me, I would turn it into power and influence. If I couldn't be the strong wolf that I wanted to be to take things by force, then I would do it using every skill that I had available to me.
My wolf whispered something so quietly that I almost missed it and when I understood what she had said, I sneered at her with nothing but contem
