Michael
By the time I finished the last report, my eyes burned, and my patience was gone. None of it mattered as much as getting back to my suite. I pushed away from the desk and headed toward my wing. Thanks to Knight circling in the back of my mind, I was enduring a headache. He wanted to see Lyla just as bad as I did.
Stan and Luca were standing outside the door when I arrived.
“Gentlemen.” I nodded at them.
“Alpha,” they said, nodding back.
“You guys are free to go,” I said. “Thank you.”
“Yes, Alpha,” they said again in unison, before leaving.
I took a deep breath, prepared to face whatever wrath my mate had for me. When I walked in, I found her asleep on the couch. I set the flowers on the island and decided to take a shower first.
I thought about everything I’d read
