JAIME'S POV'

Inside Jaime's room.

The man is laying on the bed, totally naked. His head is aching and his nape is burning. The pheromones gland is burning like it's on fire. He maybe a dominant alpha but this is the first time that he feels it.

The image of Daveryl crying in disappointment and in pain keeps showing in his mind. He doesn't know why but, his nape is slowly killing him during that time. He saw the pain in Daveryl's eyes, he saw his anger towards him, and his uncontrollable discomfort towards his Omega.

He saw all of it. But he can't do anything about it because, when he woke up yesterday inside that hotel room. Ziana is already sitting on the vacant chair looking at him anxious. Her hands is trembling and she keeps touching her nape. When he look at the bed, he gulps when he saw blood.

"Mr. Razon, actually..." Ziana speaks.

But he interrupted her. He motion his hands to tell her to stop and he touches his head.

As a d