Ivonne's POV
"What about the Alpha?" I interrogated as I raced my way to the door. The white sneakers bouncing off the marble tiles. Thankfully I was dressed in jeans and a black tank top.
Jarvis raised his wrist and turned to face me as I did same, palm on the handle and about to tug it ajar. "He should be on his way there now."
"Who?" I implored, confused for the hundredth time before it clicked. "The Alpha?"
"Yes," Jarvis affirmed, allowing his arm to fall back on his side. "He was about to leave at the time seeing as you were not able to leave yet."
"It's not like I was not but that I was—" I tried to argue but thought better of it. "You know forget it, I'm so damn late."
Tugging the barrier open, I exited my office and hurried to the large hall, quickly making my way to the exit where I spotted Lora waiting outside, her body leaning on the latest version of Toyota vehicle.
