LAYLA'S POV
The day is quiet in a way I've learned to value.
No Garrett. No Megan performance. No new intelligence from Gears or Nina. Just a Tuesday that behaves like a Tuesday, which feels like a luxury after the last month.
I spend the morning on the phone with my lawyer. The sixty-day custody window has narrowed - she says I need visible pack affiliation before the mediation date. Not just living at Iron Howl. Club recognition. On paper.
Which means I need Bishop's vote and Pearl's formal backing, and I need them before the clock runs out.
I file it. I'll talk to Harper tomorrow about timing. Today, I'm letting the quiet be quiet.
Movie night happens the way things happen now - organically. The four of us find the same room because the same room is where we end up. By 9 PM I'm on
