AMARA'S POV
I groaned, and pulled the comforter over my head. My entire body aches from scrubbing the entire kitchen sink, and serving the royal Lycan family at dinner yesterday.
“Argh!” I let out another groan, when my mind flooded back to the crazy confrontation with Jaylin. Despite scrubbing my entire body with lavender gel, I could still perceive reeks of whiskey.
I scrambled out of bed, and walked straight to my bathroom. Even though it wasn't as luxurious as the one in the suite Rylan had put me in first, it was still decent.
I turned on the shower, and a shiver escaped the corner of my lips, when ice cold water dripped down my skin. The hell! Gosh! I turned it off, and moved aside. Someone was playing tricks on me, but I wouldn't let it deter me.
I still had to start work
