Layla lay in the bed staring at the ceiling. Axel and Madden had transported Nix back to his cell after deciding that was enough interrogation for one day, and they had all retired to their respective rooms.
The events of the day played through her head like some off the wall movie and she reflected on how her life had changed in the last few months. Layla had gone from a renegade teenager to a woman with extraordinary powers, with a super hot, uber jealous mate, who was assuredly mad at her over her actions in the courtroom, but she was tired of Axel throwing his almighty weight around and tired of a child.
Her thoughts buzzed in her head as she waited anxiously for Axel’s return. Surely, he was angry with her, but did she care? The answer was yes, but she still didn’t regret her action
