Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 82

Chapter 82

"Yes! That's how you do it!"

Tatum jumps to his feet, fist pumping

air, he jams his hands together with much excitement, chuckling with the look of a proud father in his eyes.

It's another day of the contest and one of his warriors has just taken down another wolf that was almost twice his size in wolf to wolf combat.

"Did you see how he did that?" He asks Leila, touching her shoulders with excitement.

Leila jerks at his touch, like someone jolted out of a trance by his touch. Her body is present there, perhaps her spirit too but her mind is already far gone. "What? Who did what?" Leila replies, glancing from the bloodied man in the auditorium back to Tatum, looking completely clueless as to what happened. "Are you okay?" Tatum asks, taking his seat. His peering gaze full of concern.

"I'm fine," Leila replies dismissively.

"Are you su-"

"I said I'm fine Tatum," Leila's voice comes out a bit harsh before it drops an octave lower. "I just want to focus on the match."

her and he doesn't push her any

them spoke of that night but something has been different about her since then. He wants to help her, he wants to share in her burden but she

said but she is already completely lost in her own world again, staring

he ever

the fact is like a thorn, slicing deep

the middle

to even imagine, some strange to ponder but they all nibble on her mind, urging her to make sense out of

archives

from him and

of the blood oak pack, a respected warrior and a high ranking member of the council and yet,

him to be remembered or for his death

to do with her dad's demise feels like a bitter taste on the back of her tongue, a hard pill

killed by two rogues when he had another strong Beta with him ordets Carmela's father did not help or he

to consider everything, he took over as Beta after her father died, his daughter became the phoenix

and the so called rogues who killed her father

declared it is the mark of the phoenix Luna. The

look like, only that the

sense, so much that

isn't even the real