Layla’s POV
I could feel rough hands wrapped around my waist at some point. But I couldn't move, it was like energy was sapped from me. In a draining way. And when I could, I saw light. So much light.
It pierced right through my eyelids in a sharp, blinding manner dragging me out of the dark.
I groaned softly and turned my head, my temples throbbed as if someone had split my head to two.
My eyes fluttered open and I took in my environment. I was in my bedchambers.
White curtains billowed gently in the breeze. Sunlight spilled across polished floors. The scent of cedarwood and something distinctly Jaxon filled the air.
I blinked. And inhaled a little, not too much to trouble my lungs.
Once.
Twice.
Then I realized something.
This wasn’t my chamber.
My breath caught as more reco
