Chapter THIRTY-SEVEN

　　“Who would have thought you were capable of gaining any weight!” Layla screamed and enveloped me in a tight hug. It’s been few weeks since I last saw her and it feels like forever.

　　She spins me around to check me out after releasing me from her rather tight hug, her eyes a little misty. It feels just like yesterday when she was comforting me and doing everything to convince me that Jayce’s death was not my fault. I feel less guilty about his death since I have been in the royal palace because there was no constant reminder of what happened and people at the royal palace didn’t look at me and see a killer.

　　“I missed you so much Layla,” I said and she hugged me again, dapping at her eyes.

　　“I miss you too. I can smell your wolf now,” she says excitedly and I nodded my head.