Layla's Destined Lover

th confusion, "W

o her leader and stammered, "My leader, I was dressing your pet

ct with the tiny, fluffy creature. His large, calloused hand lightly touched the cringing pup, stroking it very gently. Howev

omething endea

he pup's furry little head

ooked down to see that the ungrateful wol

any creature dared to defy him like this. If it had been anyone

ow through. A surge of pity emerged, puzzling Bridget. Why could he feel compassion for an ord

a powerful and cold leader like him. He di

om the little wolf. Perhaps even Bridget didn't expect that

.

bit his hand was a natural reflex to a stranger approaching suddenly,

she want

was the alpha, as his scent dominated everywhere. If

w is clear: one lives where one's territory is, and illegal trespas

. From the moment Clara, the wolf, brought her to the cave for treatment, pa

ard the patrol wolves

has brought back

oyal dog migh

s beast? Wouldn't it be less

talk

e mistaken her for a lower life form incapable of shapeshifting. And to the proud wolfk

moment. If not for the self-proclaimed Bridget wanting her alive, she would have be

had no intention

ble, her body having strained to defen

nd her wolf eyes struggled to open to see who was coming. It tu

the scrutinizing eyes of others. Except for deeply concealed individuals like

for Layla, but she had to obey and care fo

lower than herself, not frightening

kly as possible. She closed her eyes, disliking the feeling of helplessness that enveloped her body. It was a relief that

gile stream of power. What she needed to do n

ng strength from it..." Perhaps the full moon's power was what she needed at thi

on... it's

.

e brown-eyed girl took her to

h seemed to lack effective soundproofing despite its appearance. She

t there's no more har

d rams has appear

its leader, they want to invite us to

changing leaders? Ha, that wretch Leon wanted to show off to t

use the position wasn't seized by Leon's abilities, so

ing, half of her people were out gathering food and supplies. What had hap

saved them, and she had nurtured their skills hers

gained her strength, she neede

ity: "If it's a descendant of Baron, then it's respectable, but what'

ne who clung to their mate's coattails. Although it was

arrogant, but his arrogance s

lves, strength was the

rsed as if a beehive had been broken. Clearly, this had happened many times before. Layla could see t

Clara knocked three tim

brought your f

e wolf' like Bridget, the term 'your pet'

the West now reduced to someone else

n her heart. If she didn't retaliate, she

.

gently took the small wolf from his subordinate's hands and signaled Clara to leave. He caressed

gentle man no longer had

et considering why he should favor such a

s that never had the chance to meet, find each other in t