Once dinner was over, everyone went to their rooms. Layla wrapped her arm with Declans as they headed to his room. Declan interlaced their fingers.
He was never shy about showing his mate how much he loved her, but he also respected her choices. After Layla relived her pass trauma when she ran from Satan… that night she told him everything.
Declan wished that he could go back in time and save her from that pain, but that was not reality. All he could do now was love and support her in anyway he could. Even if he and his wolf, Raksha, wanted to f**k her and start a family with her… they wanted to care for her more. Her happiness and well being always would come before theirs.
Layla was in her own mind as they got closer to their room. ‘Val… Do you think I’m ready?’ She asked her wolf. Si
