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.

steps out of the car with Amara in her arms and she can see the leering eyes of the pack members around the building rapt on her and her child,

she sees the big congratulatory banner congratulating the Alpha

hanging adjacent to

smiles bitterly at it and akes her head as she walks

a pity how Carmela has deceived all

moment her feet land

sandalwood scents blasts her nostrils, Kard, distinguishing itself from every other smell around, her

joy, jumping up and down

Leila's head.

stronger it gets and the more she wants to turn back but she has to face

and uses all of her willpower to push her wolf to the

she will cut the bond between her and Tatum the right

in behind them, keeping a cold look on her face. "Sit," Tatum says in a straight tone, fiddling with

heart races at the sound of his voice, the thick melody sounding exactly the same

chair for her but she doesn't sit, finding herself unable to tear her gaze away from his back, different emotions. coursing