Chapter 5 Ethan's face had gone ashen, and he bolted into the freezer without a second thought. When Layla saw him she forced on a sickly, cloying smile that only made the wild, unhinged look in her eyes seem more terrifying-she looked like something out of a nightmare. She looped her arm through his and batted her lashes in that clingy, practiced way. "Sweetheart, you came. Promise me you'll cut her off for good-no more contact, ever. Okay?" She tilted her head and purred up at him, "I don't care about your past flings. Everyone knows guys have a few women on the side-it's normal. It's fine. I forgive you. Just do this for me: kill that woman with your own hands. Make her disappear from my life-forever." The burning that had been consuming me was finally snuffed out. I lay on the cold floor of the freezer, gasping, darkness licking at the edges of my vision. Ethan trembled all over, especially once he felt the razor-sharp stare boring into his back. Cold sweat trickled down his forehead. Layla wouldn't let it go. "Sweetheart-" "Shut your mouth!" Ethan barked, and his hand came up in a hard slap. Layla's right cheek went red and swollen in an instant; tiny veins webbed under her porcelain skin. Shock flashed in her eyes. Tears sprang to them as she gasped, "Ethan! You hit me? Me? I'm your fated-" Her words cut off into a high, horrible scream. Ethan's palm came down again, harder this time. "Don't you dare say that!" I weakly grabbed my brother Gabriel's hand, my voice a broken whisper. "Gabriel, you-" Seeing me like that cracked Dad open. Pain and fierce protectiveness filled his face as he spat at the guards behind him, "What are you waiting for? Get the med bay ready-now! If anything happens to my children today, it won't just be them who pay. You'll all go with them to the grave!" Then he pushed past Layla and Ethan and strode into the freezer. "There's my girl-Dad's here to back you up." Chapter 5 Dreame-Read Romance Stories I looked at my hand still oozing thick sticky red liquid. I'm a 4.4 FREE werewolf. Installed Open 62.50% For the first time in a long while, I saw a flicker in the eyes of the man who always ran everything with an iron hand-unshed tears. That was all it took. The dam I'd held back for so long broke, and hot tears streamed down my face. "Dad!" There was so much in that one word: love, betrayal, all the ache and humiliation. He scooped me up like I was fragile glass. When his gaze fell on my torn, bloodied wounds his Adam's apple bobbed and his scowl went hard and feral. "Where's the team? Are they dead? Get in here and save my son and daughter!" Ethan, swaying, finally abandoned Layla and lurched toward us. "Dad, let me carry Sera out." Dad said nothing, but the lines of fury at his brow only deepened. Ethan forced a smile that was all grimace, trying desperately to pretend nothing had happened, and reached for me. My stomach rolled. I felt bile rise. The truth was plain and ugly: I'd fallen for him the instant our eyes met-hook, line, and sinker. He'd always played the wounded, unworthy type: the chasm between us, he'd say, was too big; he couldn't give me the life I deserved. I didn't care. I followed him anyway-everywhere. If he left, I went. I brought hot meals three times a day, no matter the weather. His friends kept pestering him to just admit it and make me his. To win them over I'd played the part perfectly: a Silvermoon Pack princess who swallowed her pride and put herself low. When his mother fell ill, he finally gave in-on one condition. He needed $1 million up front for the treatments. I gave it. Without hesitation. That sealed the deal-we were together. Now, staring at the wreckage of everything, I regretted every second I had wasted on him. Chapter 5 D Dreame-Read Romance Stories I looked at my hand still oozing thick sticky red liquid. I'm a werewolf. 4.4 FREE Installed Open 62.50%