Chapter 30

Before it went black, I let out one last whimper.

Xavier

There lay Layla looking so weak and lost. This sight tormented me and I had not been able to close my eyes for two days. It was my fault, I put her here in the first place.

I immediately took Layla to the hospital when the feral werewolves were all dead. Jarek and some of the pack's fighters had come as fast as they could. But there had been too many. Far too many.

I had failed. First I chase them away and then I fail to protect Layla. To protect like I should have.

I sat by her bedside and held her hand. Hopefully, the sparks calmed her down and gave her fighting spirit. I couldn't do anything but wait.

Seeing Layla in this condition broke my heart. That shouldn't have happened. Not so. And nobody knew if she would ever wake up again.

I might never look into those beautiful blue eyes again. Could never speak to her again. Never again.

Xander said angrily, "And this is all your fault, a