Ep 8.

Kayla's POV.

"Give me what I ask of Kayla, and trust me, I'll make the best out of her. He doesn't want it either, remember?" Her words from five years ago came crawling and making their way back into my mind, and I just couldn't help but feel a pang of regret wash over me.

'I shouldn't have listened to her; I shouldn't have obeyed her, but it was for the best, right? I am going to get the best too, right?' I pondered inwardly, my eyes fixed out of the window as Willson drove the car to the company.

I was supposed to be at work about ten minutes later, but then I had to leave earlier than usual just to get there on time without any difficulties.

The scene and image of Alpha Reynolds staring at me from the stage last night came creeping back into my head, and I couldn't help but shake my head vigorously just to stop and dispel the thoughts lingering in my mind.

"We are here, Kayla!" Willson's voice instantly pierced through my thoughts. and just then, I snapped my gaze back to him.

"Wh