Lola walked upstairs without looking at anyone or anything that she passed. Jax was outside still enjoying the party thrown in his honor and everyone was congratulating him on this new journey and elevated status. The smell of alcohol and testosterone filled every inch of the mansion and made her nauseous as it seeped up her nose.

She slammed the door behind her and was hit with the silence in the empty room. It was serene, beautiful, and quiet; the complete opposite of the madness ...