ROYCE.
I step outside, although I can still hear the conversation no matter how much I try to block it out. I glance around the mansion, not missing the guards watching me. They’re professional, yet sharp.
These are the guards to the royal pack. I make my way over to my car, leaning against it as I scroll through my notifications.
A message from the Beta…
Unlocking my phone, I open the message;
‘Hello Royce, I thought to let you know I finished my business and have returned if you still want to talk to me. Regards Quade.’
He’s back…
‘Hello, thank you for your reply, yes I do actually. I’ll stop by when I have a chance.’ I hit send and slip my phone into my pocket.
I need to ask him without further delay and if she’s alive, then there is so much more I need to do.
Of course, the en
