Packs Of Power

PROLOGUE

~LEILA

In this life, I had learnt with difficulty that a female lycan gives up what they love the most to save the most important part of themselves. Leah, my mother gave up her life, to keep me alive and hidden. I, on the other hand, gave up everything.

Sometimes, I don't think I gave them up.

I lost them.

I lost everything, my love, my mate, my pack...to save the most important part of me.

I looked up in the mirror that was in front of me to see the most beautiful thing...the most important part of me, my daughter, my Reyél, sleeping right next to me, soundly, peacefully. I lost everything to keep her right next to me and I'd do it again if I had to.

I'd founded my life on lies...lies that destroyed me and saved me at the same time. They destroyed what I had in the past...who I had in the past. But they saved my Rey.

She stirred and hummed in her sleep, ignoring the few rays that crept by the curtain.

"Sshhh!...it's okay baby...go back to sleep. It's just a dream."

She didn't move in my arms.

My Rey.

I still remember the day I gave birth to her. Such a small secret thing. I loved her without reason. I loved her because she gave me a purpose when I lost mine. She gave me a way and hope. I saw new life when mine was on the verge of its dismissal.

It had always been me and her...and Rachel.

But lately, I feared it was about to end soon.

Ever since she could describe a certain mansion...a certain office and a certain room, it was enough for me not to listen to other descriptions of her imagination.

I couldn't help but become selfish again. I couldn't help but look for something to suppress that gift, and most of them have not worked out exactly as I wanted. And after everything that had happened in the past, after these peaceful years, my heart stirred to the upcoming chaos.

I knew it was coming.

And I was scared to hell.

Yes, I missed things in the past. Sometimes, I think if what could be...how different things would have been. I couldn't blame anyone but myself. I had ruined almost everything I gained and sometimes I thought if it were best I stayed back home like Max had told me. Sometimes, I thought I shouldn't have accepted the mission and cross forbidden borders.

Sometimes I thought...about him alot. How was he faring, after everything that happened between us?

I dream of his wrath and his anger. I dream of his face, that stoic cold face that looked at me in those cold days. Then I dream of the way he last looked at me before I left.

And my heart hurt when it crosses my mind. I burry myself under the shower and drain everh tear with the water pouring from it.

How I would have changef it.

How I would have made everything different...just to spare him from my doing.

How I would have chosen to stay away the moment I knew who he was to me.

Maybe it was for the best. Maybe I needed to stay away from him. If it would ease his pain, I needed to stay away from him...and I was determined to stay away from him.

Every sense of me, needed to fulfil this...to prevent me from hurting him once more.

I held my pup tightly to me, not wanting to wake from these peaceful moments, not wanting to mean the gnawing day that awaited us. If I were able to keep her in my arms like this forever, and not have to worry of what lurked at the corner of my eyes, I would.

But Goddess knew even I wouldn't be able to stop the mess that was approaching.

Yet again, one more lie to tackle.

And I couldn't help but think what losses would accompany it.

I wanted to write the epilogue with both Leila's and Nickolas' POV. But I didn't know what exactly I wanted to write about Nick. Everything was expressed in the first book's epilogue.

Oh, I've missed you guys so. Welcome back. Let's all buckle up for this journey and tell each other how much we've missed these two characters.

Aaand...

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