I returned home after some hour's spent with his royal foolishness Drake, his more of a boy-man other than an alpha.

I stepped into my room and Rona was still there cleaning, like it's past nine in the evening and she's still cleaning.

"Good evening sir,"

She grabbed her broom from the ground.

"Hello dear, what are you still doing here,"

I asked, Rona, tells me she had no idea it was past nine in the evening and hurriedly left.

I looked outside and saw the night were already here and it will be a bad idea to send a lady home this hour and not just any lady, my...