Jake pulls Layla up off the ground, her hands disconnecting from her fathers now dead body, the father she didn't even get to know. He holds her in a strong and warm embrace, she wraps her arms around his waist, breathing in that peppermint scent. She vows to always protect Jake and protect her love. No one wants to love a life like Kyle, where they are just the walking dead.
She has felt the love of a mate, so she doesn't blame her father for not fighting on, she couldn't imagine losing it, she doesn't even want to begin to imagine.
Jake knows what she is thinking and just pulls her tighter. He has always wanted to protect her in the same way, she is his everything, but after seeing Kyle, he knows that he would end up the same if he lost her. He could only hope that he would die with h
