Sara POV
My phone beeped again. I checked and saw the Alpha's name on the screen. Grabbing it, I toss it into my desk drawer out of sight.
Did the almighty Nickolas Reign plan on texting me the whole day?
All of those messages and not even a word of sorry for harassing me the way he did the night before.
My desk phone rang, and I jumped, half wishing and half fearing it was him still. But it was Lori at the reception.
"What's up?"
"Package for you," she replied.
"Ok... send them up."
What package? From whom could it be? Moments later, the question was answered.
The delivery boy emerged from the elevator with his helmet still on. In his hand was a beautifully wrapped single white rose. A small fanciful card was attached.
"Miss James?" He asked.
"Yes."
Maybe this was the apolog
