Dylan raised an eyebrow, but his eyes still held the fiery anger they did a moment ago.
"I can explain what happened. Blake isn't even involved. He was the one who brought me back, I told Dylan, willing him to believe me.
Eric was still trying to get me to move away from Dylan, but I didn't give him a chance to try anything.
"Please, let me explain first," I said to him.
I finally got out of Eric's arms, and I clung to Dylan like my life depended on it.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, wanting him to pay attention to me and leave Blake out of it.
More and more guys from Dylan's pack had arrived. Easy, they were about forty or fifty men—who would easily take down Blake. He only had ten men. It wouldn't be a fair fight.
"Leila, it's alright. If Dylan wants to fight, that's
