Tears blurs Mylo's eyes as Alpha Ryker's lips curve in an amused smirk.
He cries out bitterly, he is being dragged inside without his permission.
Alpha Royce finally drops Mylo on his feet as they get to the reception.
"Why do you always cry?" Royce crosses his hands over his chest, disappointed that their mate has no trust for them.
Ryker taps his hand on Royce's shoulder.
"Keep calm, he is afraid we are going to eat him," Ryker eyes Mylo hungrily, licking his bottom lips.
Mylo sniffles, wiping his face with the back of his hand as he glares at the both of them, "I don't want to be here."
"Alphas, welcome," The spa therapist greeted, bowing before the Alphas.
"Please take care of him," Royce points at Mylo as he is suddenly being dragged away.
Mylo doesn't know if he should feel furious or scared but he is losing his mind.
"Please strip."
