Eight Hours Later
Royce stirs awake first from the soft knock on the door.
He blinks slowly, adjusting his vision to the darkness in the bedroom. Mylo's face was perched in his neck with his hands also tightly around his neck.
He was literally squeezing the Alpha to himself.
Meanwhile, Ryker has his legs tightly around Mylo's body, his hand reaching out to hold Royce in the waist as he cuddles both of them at once.
A wide smile curls the corner of Royce's lips, with an exuberant delight. He will never ask for more since he could have both of them for himself.
All he wants to do is love them, protect them and care for them until the very end.
Royce slowly gets out of the bed and steps outside the door to a worried looking Ma Jane, who was about to leave with two maids carrying trays of food.
