Primo wakes up early than he normally does. The constant dreaming about Aiden's suffering is not giving him much of a sleep these past few days. He knows that part of it is his fault, but acknowledging them was never in his agenda.
The Alpha sits up from the sofa bed and stretches his body as he looks around their dull-looking house, filled with different paintings that he thought would keep company to his Omega.
He knows that the absent of an Omega's mate is sufferable but he never sees anyone complaining about them. He once scolded Aiden because the Omega kept on whining about his busy schedule.
But he never once knew that it will be at this extent. Remembering Aiden's state last night is only making him more guilty and pissed. He falls back to the sofa bed and stares off to the ceiling.