Layla woke to a screaming headache and puffy eyes. She had more or less cried herself to sleep the night before, after drinking her body weight at the party.
She needed coffee and food. Fast.
From the room beside her, she could hear Jaxon shuffling around, getting ready for the day. She had followed his scent up to the Alpha floor and, for some unknown reason to her, she chose the bedroom right beside his. It simply felt calm and secure and as odd as that sensation was to her, she had to admit she liked it.
Now that the festivities were done, Jax would be busy getting ready for this new client her fathers were bringing to him. Layla didn’t know much about it yet. Only that the client was near her age, a female, and a very big deal.
Layla finally managed to pull herself into the show
