Georgina's POV
This is the third and final day of the annual meeting. While Cole is in the meeting hall, I’m here, sneaking around the back of the pack house. I’m about to meet Layla—the woman who approached me the other day with her bold claims and schemes.
The dimly lit garden cottage buzzed with tension as Georgina leaned in, her sharp eyes locking onto Layla’s. The air between them crackled, thick with unspoken malice.
“We both know Bella stands in our way. She’s too strong, too… untouchable.” Georgina smirking.
“Strong, yes. But not invincible. If she were, Rick wouldn’t be married to her. He belongs with me, not that perfect little Luna.” Layla answered.
“Exactly. That’s why we need to strike where it hurts most—her wolf. Without it, she’s nothing but a fragile human pretending
