Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 20

"I'll come with you, just give me a few minutes," She replies calmly.

Clayton's eyes scan the room, seeing the packed boxes. 'She knows her jig is up and is trying to escape, I'll fucking deal with her.'

"You have five minutes and I'm not letting you out of my sight," he replies in a curt tone.

Leila rushes to stuff the rest of her box and then she goes to her dresser and pulls out a paper folder containing the divorce papers from the bottom shelf. Tiny teardrops soil the folder and Leila sniffs back her tears, clamping her fingers hard around the folder before she takes another very deep breath.

She takes one last look around her room, knowing this is the last time she will ever be here.

"Take her to the van," Clayton says to his men as she walks towards them.

Leila shakes her head.

"Not yet," she replies, walking like a soulless wraith past Clayton and heads to Tatum's study but Clayton follows her like her shadow, not letting her out of his sight.

as Leila drops it on his desk

"We can leave now."

grunts and slams cuffs around her wrist, pushing her roughly to his

"I'm right behind you."

Leila just dropped and he picks it up, staring at it suspiciously. It is clearly addressed to

walking outside. He used his access to Alpha Tatum's office as the head warrior of the pack to get the seal for Leila's arrest warrant without Alpha

and there may be none, after all, he

clamping down on her teeth, her body trembling and every hair follicle on her skin standing with rapt attention, her vision clouded by nothing but the dark abyss she sits in, the sounds of mice squeaking and the agonising

hours since they

blood oak pack has heard stories

heavy footsteps approaching makes her gasp, crawling back on her butt until her back hits the

lights come on, bringing some warmth to the cell, clutched in his arms is a six tip whip and the dangerous look in his cold

"A whip? But she only suffered a broken wrist. What are

life. You're lucky I'm giving you ten lashes and not breaking all your joints," Clayton retorts coldly. "Now turn around and

the law, this is not right. I am accused of breaking Carmi's wrist, so the same should be done to me," Leila replies defiantly but her heart is