Chapter 137 Hope

• Layla bit the blanket and clutched the bedding through another contraction. Tears fell unchecked down her cheeks. She’d endured hours of the pain, and now it was almost continuous.
• But the labour pain was nothing compared to the pain in her heart.
• The pack had returned from the woods without Jackson with nothing but lies on their lips. Dylan said Jackson would be with her as soon as he could, but where was he? If he was okay, why could she sense all that despair in the air? Why had Faith been crying? And why had they called more people from the pack to gather in the back garden?