Layla
One year later
I rolled over in bed as I heard the bathroom door softly shut and the shower turned on. Looking at the clock on the end table, it read four thirty in the morning. I pushed the covers off of my body as I sat up and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. My body protested, wanting only to curl back under the covers, but I wanted to see my mate more before he left again later today.
After our last visit from the werewolf council, they have not dared to step foot into our territory. They also are not very pleased with the fact that Asher basically told them to eat a d**k the last time, that they were not going to demand s**t from him or our pack. Further communication with them had been done solely through letters and emails, most of which Asher just ignored. He and D
