Layla's POV (Continuation...)
Before going to the kitchen, I allowed myself to cool down by splashing some water on my face. I need to effing calm down around him. I had no idea if he intentionally influenced my inner wolf but the insane thoughts I was having only appeared whenever we were in close proximity.
As I watched my damped face on the mirror, I reprimanded myself internally and to have a grip on myself. I then reached over the overhead closet to get some fresh towels in there.
Wiping my face dry, I smelled a nice citrusy on the fabric. I then placed it on the hanging pole just beside the mirror. Going out the room, I was appalled on the hugeness of the hallway.
"What the heck?" I turned to the right side and then to the left, wondering where on earth was direction towards the kitchen.
