I didn’t write the reason nor when I would come back, since I also didn’t know the answer either.
***
The trip to Saturnfest Pack was around four hours, plenty of time to gather my thoughts. But halfway through, my phone buzzed with a notification. It was a tweet from Courtney.
She posted a photo of Dominic helping her with her feverish son. The caption was still the same as always, it read, "Thank you again, my Alpha. You help me so much,"
Well, maybe it was for the best. After all, it was Alpha’s duty to help its Pack members, right?
Thinking of that, I turned off my phone and wanted to open my laptop to continue working on my project.
But then I realized if it was left on the table when I wrote the notes.
Damn it!
It was due that day and there was no way I could proceed without it.
With a heavy sigh, I asked the taxi driver, “Sorry, could you turn around? I left my thing behind.”
By the time we turned around, the sun was already rising, casting a pale light on my mounting worries.
So, since I should tell the client that I might submit it a little bit late, I turned on my mobile again.
Soon, my phone started ringing incessantly.