Ava’s POV
I wake up at the crack of dawn with Layla banging on my door. It scared me so much that I rolled and fell off the bed. I groan as I fight to get out of the blankets that have twisted around my legs.
My wolf, Roxie, growled as I walked up to the door. I swung it open and there was a smiling Layla holding about five different boxes. I growled again. Neither I nor my wolf were morning people and we both hated having rude wake up calls. “Is there a reason you are here so bloody early in the morning, or are you asking for death?” I snarled at her.
Layla just giggles and walks past me into the room like she owns the damn place. “No time to waste. I was ordered to give you the full royal treatment today so let us start with a nice shower and then a good soak in an herbal bath.” Layla
