The next morning, Royce wakes up alone in the bedroom. A curtly smile on his lips. It seems he had slept in.
He unplugged his phone and hopped out of the bed.
He scroll through his phone leisurely, seeing the numerous missed calls and text messages from Danica. She also sent him a lot of her photos in lingeries and brassiers. She also attached a photo of herself being drunk and crying. She was showing how miserable she was without the Alpha.
Royce ignored all of them and read through some other text messages and reports made by Nico. He takes note of his schedule and the things he needs to get done in the next few days before pocketing the phone in his trousers.
He looks out the window, watching the moving car with Mylo in the driver's seat and Ryker in the passenger seat. It seems the omega was really serious about getting a driving lesson.
