Vivian and Avery were obedient enough that they gobbled down every last bit of food on the silver tray. The Lycan Alpha nodded with an approving smile, setting the tray aside.
He seated himself at the foot of the bed, half turning around to meet Vivian's gaze.
"I want to take the both of you to visit the garment shops," Ronan announced, supporting his statement with a glare to ensure that the two female omegas wouldn't dare to object. "We will get other supplies that you both need as well."
Vivian couldn't express her gratitude for Ronan's generosity enough. She wasn't deserving of the Lycan Alpha's sponsorship, especially since she had begun to doubt his intentions.
In God's name, Vivian prayed fervently that she could bar out the negative allegations her mind conjured up about Ronan; however, she had cruelly learnt never to trust Alphas.
