Layla's POV
As we walked through the house towards the front door, it was clear that whatever was going on really was happening just outside on the driveway, because the shouting outside carried all the way through the hallway now.
I reached the entrance hall just as Gabriel stepped out of my path, letting me take the lead and I moved ahead of him without a word. Whatever was happening out there it sounded like it was going to have the same dramatic flair as every other disaster that involved the Whitecrowns.
"Ugh. I can hear that whiny little b***h already. What the f**k is she up to now?" Freja snarled as she rolled her eyes, "Does she really have nothing better to do at this time of night?"
"Of course she doesn't" I muttered, "Only normal people focus on normal things, its
