Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 107

Chapter 107

In a flash, two of Clayton's men have also been shut down as he covers Leila with his body, laying on the ground.

Fear immediately grips Leila and she quivers. Maybe she should have listened. to Clayton and not come in the first place but she did not want any valuable information to pass her by.

She trusts Clayton to an extent because he hasn't lied or hidden anything from now up till this point but he has been texting back and forth with Carmela a lot lately and for that reason, she cannot wholly trust him.

Has she made a mistake? Is this an ambush on her lite? Has she played right into Carmela's hands? Will Clayton really sacrifice his men for Carmela?

She tries to open the mindlink but they are too far out from the pack for it to work. Her heart rate increases and she heaves, fearing the worst for her and her baby.

Several canisters fly from inside the cabin and immediately begin to emit gas that makes Clayton cough, his eyes turning red.

"It's aconite gas. It can't affect you because you have no wolf but it is irritable. Here," Clayton takes off his shirt and hands it to her. "Cover your eyes and nose and run as far as you can from here."

"This is a real gun and the safety is off," he squeezes his pistol in her hands. " Kill anything that moves in front of you and don't stop-" Blood gushes out of Clayton's nose, the redness of his eyes turning into a darker shade. "Go, get to safety," Clayton groans in visible pain.

asks in horror,

is no way he has a hand in this. Three of his men are dead and even if he is dying, he is still very concerned about her safety,

Clayton but at this moment, a

scared and confused

her d Clayton pushes her and blocks her with his back, yelling out in pain

gol" He yells at her, throwing the roque off him even as blood begins to rush

but he knows he has to protect Leila, even if it costs him his life, the future of the pack lies with

never forgive himself, whether dead or alive,

whimper, dropping to the floor in pain, barely a few

of them. Her entire body vibrating with a tremor, completely in shock and hanging

anything, three other rogue wolves appear, snarling and advancing towards them and a

wounded warrior, I say they are

slow steps backward, her heart beating fervently in horror,

into this world, she still wants to live with and grow old with Tatum,

the air and two of

sees Tatum's wolf, big, black and angry and relief washes over her

He came for her.