Bradley POV
Standing in his empty hotel suite, Bradley was absolutely fuming. Hadley had been told to stay here, not to leave this room, period. Yet she was now not here, the girl was literally asking to be punished.
He wondered absently what his father would do, if Hadley reported to him, he’d beaten her, sighed, he’d not likely beat her, but he did want to, really wanted to, but wouldn’t. Wondered also how annoyed his father would be when he marched that girl right to the cells and put her in one of them.
She had disobeyed his directed order, disobeyed her own Alpha’s order for that matter, wondered how long she had been gone for, didn’t think that she had gone very far, her handbag was still in the room on the couch where he had made her sleep, walked over and checked it, no phone
