LAILA'S POV
So I was back to being Dylan’s prisoner again, I may not have been locked up in the bedroom but the guards stationed by the door made it clear that I wasn’t allowed to go anywhere. He didn’t want me to leave even though it seemed he had gotten Evelyn pregnant, I didn’t know how far along she was but from what I understood she had been staying with Dylan even before I arrived so it was easier for me to believe that the baby was his. How could I compete with someone who was ready to give him an heir? something that I knew would be important to him one day as the king? All I was, was a mate and she was carrying his baby, I felt like now was a good time for me to give up and throw in the towel. There was just no way that I was going to come out victorious in this fight if I chose
