Layla awoke in the pack grounds for the second morning in a row, and she knew that she had to stop counting these days. This was her life for the rest of forever now.
The Ceremony would begin this evening, and Layla had made her peace with it. She had to surrender to the way of the wolves, she knew that. And it wasn't that anyone had told her, and she had changed her mind, it was that she had seen it in every other wolf around her.
Henry was here, defending her pack with his life, should Auburn return, and he was doing it because it was the responsibility that he had over his pack. And in Bronx, Layla saw a wolf put their pack before themselves.
Bronx had invited a strange Alpha onto their lands, and placed their safety in his hands entirely.
And in more than anyone, Layla saw it in Jake. Jake was here, trying to overcome his natural status, because it was what the pack needed.
