[5O.1] Lunch

Azians POV

I parked the car right ousted Khloe’s villa, still feeling as tired as hell, warn out from everything and anything. It seemed every little thing was bothering the hell out of me today. My mood was dark all the time and I really wanted to hit something. Frustration seemed to ooze out of everything that I did.

Kaya had not known what she had done when she sent me away. It seemed like she was a drug, one that Alpha had taken only twice but couldn't stop bitching about. It was strange because I was used to being so worn out but since I had tasted what it meant to be whole, being taken from that source again was worse than the first time.

I would have much rather curled back in bed, but my room was a wreck and Abigail was yelling her head off at me for ruining the house. Even with magic, it would take some time to repair. Omega would have been done in a few minutes but he wasn’t exactly in the mood to repair anything, so Abigail would have to do it.