Chapter 3 "Ah-!" Layla's scream ripped through the air, her face twisting in agony. My hand clenched around the scissors, driving them deeper into her flesh in blind fury. "You psycho bitch! You actually hurt me?" she shrieked, grabbing the handle and kicking me hard with her high heel. The blow sent me sprawling across the floor. A sharp burst of pain tore through my chest as blood flooded my throat, metallic and hot. Layla's eyes blazed with madness. "Kill her! Now!" she screamed. The guards lunged toward me, their movements sharp and merciless. The next second, a wooden chair came crashing down like an executioner's blade. "Don't you touch my sister!" That guttural roar cut through the chaos. Through a blur of tears, I saw my brother stagger in front of me. The chair smashed into his skull with a sickening crack. "Gabriel!" I screamed. He fell against me, convulsing once before going limp on the cold floor. I scrambled forward, desperate to lift him, but the guards swarmed in, pinning me down. Their weight crushed my limbs; my face was shoved into the gritty floor, smeared with blood and tears. I thrashed and howled, wild and helpless. Layla smirked. Her stiletto heel pressed into my fingertips, grinding down until pain exploded through me. "What's the matter? Can't take a little pain?" I curled up, trembling, every muscle locked in agony, cold sweat soaking my skin. My vision blurred at the edges, Layla's laughter echoing through the haze. "Oh, don't worry," she taunted. "I've got something special planned for you-and your dear brother." Chapter 3 Dreame-Read Romance Stories I looked at my hand still oozing thick sticky red liquid. I'm a werewolf. 4.4 FREE Installed Open 37.50% Then came the blow-a dull thud that sent everything spiraling into black. When I came to, I was lying in a glass-walled freezer. The air bit into my skin like knives. Every patch of flesh touching the floor burned with cold. I shivered uncontrollably while Gabriel's face had turned deathly blue, frost clinging to his lashes. I rubbed my palms together for warmth and pressed them to his cheek, tears mixing with the blood on my face. "Gabriel, hang on! Don't you close your eyes. Dad's gonna find us soon, okay? Please just hold on..." But his breaths came weaker, faint and fluttering, until panic hollowed out my chest. I glared through the glass, my voice raw. "Layla! If anything happens to my brother, I swear I'll rip you apart myself!" She only laughed, shrugging deeper into her cashmere coat as she sauntered in. "God, you just never shut up, do you?" She shoved a filthy rag into my mouth and slammed her foot into my chest, knocking the air out of me. "Such a temper," she sneered. "Let's see if a little cold can calm you down." She kicked over a bucket of icy water. It spread across the floor and froze solid beneath me, trapping my battered body in place. The chill seeped into my bones, burning like liquid fire. "How do you like my little surprise?" she purred, admiring my misery before turning away. I stared at Gabriel's still form, crushed by guilt and fury. I would have given anything to tear her throat out right then. That's when it happened - My phone buzzed in my pocket. My eyes widened. Ethan. Ignoring the pain ripping through me with every movement, I clawed toward the sound and answered with shaking hands. Chapter 3 Dreame-Read Romance Stories i I looked at my hand still oozing thick sticky red liquid. I'm a werewolf. 4.4 FREE Installed Open 37.50% "Seraphina! Where the hell are you?" Ethan's voice burst through the line, frantic. "I can explain about Layla later-just let her go! If you don't..." He hesitated, his tone dropping to a dangerous edge. "Otherwise, I'll hate you for the rest of my life." The words hit harder than the cold. My stomach twisted; fury and heartbreak tore through me all at once. Hate me? From the day we made it official, Gabriel had worked behind the scenes to help him-just so Dad would accept him. Thanks to my brother's support, Ethan built his own pack and claimed the Alpha title in only three years. And this was how he repaid us? Spending my money on his mistress-then letting her torture us to death? That bastard. It wasn't us hunting her down. It was her trying to kill us. The rag in my mouth turned my screams into muffled sobs. Then the door swung open. Layla froze when she heard Ethan's voice. Her expression flickered from shock to suspicion before she snatched the phone from my hand. "Hey, baby? Why are you calling her?" Ethan waited for my voice, but when I couldn't answer, his cracked with dread. "Where's Seraphina?" Layla gave a mocking laugh. "Relax. I'm just teaching the little princess a lesson-showing her that the Luna of the Nightshade Pack isn't someone to mess with." For a heartbeat, the line went silent. Then Ethan's roar exploded through the speaker, thunderous and furious. "Layla! What the fuck did you do to Seraphina?! She's the princess of Silvermoon Pack-you trying to get me killed, you crazy bitch?!" Smack- Chapter 3 Dreame-Read Romance Stories อ I looked at my hand still oozing thick sticky red liquid. I'm a werewolf. 4.4 FREE Installed Open 37.50% Layla jolted as if she'd been slapped. The phone slipped from her hand and shattered on the floor. Her pupils blew wide, disbelief written all over her face. For several seconds, she just stood there, stunned-then slowly turned to me, eyes blazing with shock. Chapter 3 37.50%