Angelo
The previous week had been crazy for Angelo, and the only thing he desperately needed was rest, rest, and probably a very long weekend. He needed a break from his supposed throne especially since the darn alphas were pissing him off with each day that they had to show up in his compound.
No, he didn't hate them.
He just hated that their presence was a constant reminder that he was alone, and his mate was somewhere in the world doing what the goddess knows what. He was never going to be comfortable with that, and it showed even when he thought it wasn't showing.
What was it that was making it so hard for his queen to return home? was she captured? all she had to do was send him a signal and he would let his beast take control and deal with the rest.
