Layla's POV
"This place was always yours," Giovani said matter of factly as he opened the folder and held it out for me to take.
Inside, the deed lay stamped and sealed with my name stood at the top of the document in bold print. Layla Pearson.
I stared at it in disbelief and the paper blurred in front of me as I blinked away the hot, angry tears that threatened to fall.
"It was meant as a gift," Giovani said a little softer this time, "From the Alpha for your coming-of-age ceremony, but as you know, circumstances delayed it."
My throat felt as though it had closed as a lump formed that refused to be dislodged. Even after I had left him, he had kept this extravagant gift for me…to give to me when he found me again.
My hand brushed the edge of the folder but I couldn't b
