Ella's POV
"Luca told me you had a panic attack earlier," Leo said resting his hand on my back later that night.
I was sat brushing my hair in front of the dresser but at his words, I stopped and only clutched the handle of the brush as my mouth dried.
I looked up at him and forced a smile, "I'm okay now."
"Are you really?" he asked, looking at me through my reflection in the mirror.
I shrugged, "Everything's going to shit again," I told him, "And it overwhelmed me for a moment. I still have the incredible and constant level of fear that will not leave me until Andrea is dead but I'm coping."
Leo nodded kissed the top of my head before he took the brush out of my hand and began gently combing through my hair.
"I can't make you any promises," he began softly, "I can't guarantee you that we can defeat him and I can't say that life will ever go back to how it was. But I can promise you that this entire pack is working tirelessly to put its everything into making those things happen. We are doing everything we can and no matter what he throws at us, we will not give up. Allies all around the country are sending us supplies and men, the base is being fortified as we speak and the men train through the night. This pack is no stranger to war, Ells."
"But you've never fought a war against Andrea Martinez," I said, "Your men are used to battlefields and force against force war. Andrea does things differently."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"He doesn't play fair. Assassination, ambushes, machine guns, planting bombs-" I listed.
"Planting bombs..." Leo repeated under his breath.
"He used to do it all the time. At parties, in cars, in people's homes-"
"Homes..." Leo repeated, suddenly freezing halfway through a stroke of the hairbrush.
I could hear his heart begin to pound as I looked up to his face. His eyes were flickering madly as he stared straight down.
"Fuck," he said suddenly dropping the brush and grabbing his phone.
"What?" I asked.
"The commanders. Last week my head five commanders were attacked in their homes. We thought Martinez was trying to convert them to his side but we knew he is smarter than that to think that would work. There was another reason for him to do it and I have a really bad feeling about what it is," he said dialling a number.
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