Pregnant I left him To His First Love by Collins Patrick

Chapter 142

Chapter 142

As their car gets closer to the packhouse, Leila's heart pounds with nervousness, an uneasy feeling grating her nerves.

It's been five years since she last saw Tatum, five years since she last saw the man she loved with all of her only for him to betray her, five years since he looked her in the eye and told her that her penalty was death even with his child growing inside of her, five long years since he took back his promise to never let her go and watched her jump to her uncertain fate.

No matter how strong she appears on the outside, the feeling of seeing him again truly makes her nervous, she doesn't know if she has it in her to hold herself from lashing out at him, from offloading all the bitterness and anger stuffed in her chest on him. Why would that even matter? Tatum means nothing to her, her only mission here is to prove her mother's innocence.

She frowns at the pack house as their car pulls up to it, for the two years that she was Luna, she can number the times she stepped foot into this place.

Despite how much she gave them her undivided loyalty, devotion and affection as a Luna, they firmly rejected her, frequently

humiliated her and eventually cast her away.

She is grateful for all of those experiences, it moulded her into the strong independent woman she is today. Never again will she put her head down for anyone to step on, never again will she put the whims of others above her own good.

the car with Amara in her arms and she can see the leering eyes of the pack members around

the packhouse, she sees the big congratulatory banner congratulating

adjacent to the

at it and akes her head as

pity how Carmela has deceived all of

feet land inside

scents blasts her nostrils, Kard, distinguishing itself from every

in joy, jumping up and down

Leila's head.

and the closer she gets to Tatum's office, the stronger it gets and the more she wants

and uses all of her willpower to push her wolf

she gets the chance, this time around, she will cut the

Leila steps in behind them, keeping a cold look on her face. "Sit,"

the sound of his voice, the

her but she doesn't sit, finding herself unable to tear her gaze away from his