Grayson
James and I barrel back into the ballroom. Finding my mate is my first priority. Layla stands in the center of the floor with Caroline behind her. Dylan, Liam, and Taylor fifteen feet behind them on the sides all three clenching their fists. Dylan is snarling with rage. Ryan stands to the side poised and ready to spring forward. He will protect Layla as his wolf knows she is his Luna. Owen moves to get beside Ryan while still shielding Ava. I growl as I move into the clear finally able to spot the threat to them. That crazy female, Missy stands in front of Layla with a gun of all things. She is pointing it at her and shrieking. “MOVE LAYLA! I am going to take back what’s mine!”
Her eyes are wild and I watch as James tries to skirt around and get behind her. She sees him though “
