Page 163 of The Alpha King's Curse: Part Two

“What do we do now?” she asked.

“I don’t know. I never imagined I’d see this day.”

“You should probably get ready for a fight.”

He turned back to Brax, who had come out with everyone else behind him.

“I don’t know about you, but if I was the witch who’d been fucking with you, I’d be very pissed off right now.”

Right. Fuck.

“Can’t I have one day to just enjoy this?” he muttered as he turned back to the sea of people outside the packhouse.

But he knew Brax was right. The witch would be livid, and there was nothing worse than an angry witch.

Chapter 79

The air was knocked out of her lungs as Layla landed in a heap in the field. Everything hurt. Jackson had been pounding into her for hours.

‘And not in a good way. How the hell are you getting worse at this instead of better?’ the voice in her head said.

Since Jackson had marked her, that voice had become a more permanent feature in her head. She’d been able to shut it off before, but now it was impossible. She was constantly arguing with it and losing focus, and her ability to control her emotions was also on the fritz. Her moods were yo-yo-ing worse than when she’d been pregnant.

“You’re distracted.”

She lifted her head with the bit of energy she had left and looked at Jackson, who was glaring at her from the other side of their makeshift ring.

“I’m tired,” she corrected. “Let’s take a break.”

“We can’t, Layla,” Jackson growled. He marched across to her and helped her to her feet. “You pissed off the Circle, and I pissed off the Wicked Witch. It was fine when our sins were going to die with us, but they’ll be coming for us. And don’t forget the Hunters can—”

“I get it,” she cut in.

It had been days since his birthday, and Jackson's panic had set in the moment Brax pointed out that they were celebrating too early. She looked over at the man himself, who had sat through her training from the moment she had started. His scrutiny was making her uneasy.

“I’m taking a break,” she stated.

“No,” Jackson growled.

She pulled her head back and frowned at her dear mate.

“No?”

“You haven’t trained your whole life like everyone else. You don’t know_”

“No?” she repeated.

Jackson shut his mouth as if he’d only just realised what he’d said. Since he’d marked her, her stubbornness had ramped up, too. She hated being told what to do.

“Yes,” Jackson finally said through his teeth.

She shook her head and walked over to the weird Alpha to pick up a water bottle from the table set up next to him.

“So you really grabbed a Circle member by the throat?” Alpha Brax asked.

She looked at him as she drank her water and wondered how much she could tell him. Everyone knew she was different, but no one had yet to ask her for details about what had happened with the Circle. She didn’t know if she could explain it, even if they did.

“I’m sorry. I’m just curious by nature,” the burly Alpha chuckled. “You have nice hair. Is it a family trait?”

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