“I will wait,” Layla said to her brother, loud enough for Ian to hear.
He stepped into view, clearing his throat.
Roan jerked his head up, “We have a visitor,”
Layla looked up in surprise as Ian strode to her.
“What are you doing here, Ian,” she was clearly perturbed at the interruption.
“Just wondering why you would give this guy a chance, not me.”
Layla’s shocked expression made him smile. Roan grabbed her, pulling her to him.
“What is it you want, wolf,?”
His alpha aura was powerful and menacing, but that didn’t stop the young wolf.
Ian suddenly pulled Layla to him and pressed his lips on hers, roughly kissing her, then let her go.
Layla stood there a minute, in total shock.
“What the hell, Ian,” her eyes were glowing now, threatening him.
“You should be mine, princess,” he
