Alpha Draven exited the room after tucking Aysel in, he doesn't feel the need to return to the party but doesn't want to annoy his host. And even remembering the other Omegas he mentioned made him lose all interest in the party, he wasn't very keen in it to begin with.
He had just shut the door when he felt the presence of someone behind him.
"Alpha Draven…" A lazy and seductive feminine voice called and he turned towards her with a frown.
Standing at the opposite side of the wall was Geraldine, her eyes were partly closed and she reeked badly of alcohol.
"You left too early, father sent me to fetch you". She slurred out and bit her lower lip. Alpha Draven watched her quietly without a change in his expression although he felt extremely disgusted by her.
"There is no need for that". He said coldly and walked away, since he was about to leave and her plan was about to fail.
