Jasmine POV
“Jasmine, hey.” Reagan smiled from ear to ear but then got confused when he saw how stiff I was standing in front of them. He cleared his throat and introduced the woman he was with. “Oh, this is Lala. I’m not sure if you remember her.”
“No. I don’t remember her. She’s probably a new member,” I said coldly.
“It’s Leila,” the woman butted in. She tried to smile, but I could see the quick eye roll she made.
“Right. I’m sorry, Leila. Are you a new member? I didn’t realize we had new members. Haha.” Reagan looked uncomfortable as he gave me a look. “This is my mm…my best friend Jasmine.”
“Welcome to the pack then, Leila.” I crossed my arms in front of me and waited for Reagan to dispatch her. She obviously didn’t want to go. I was sure she wasn’t important to Reagan, was she?
