Nathan
My fingers fumbled clumsily with the navy blue silk tie for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. For the past half hour or so, I had been painstakingly struggling to flatten the creases perfectly, all to no avail.
Groaning in frustration, I raked a hand through my already disheveled hair. I knew obsessing over minor outfit details like this was ridiculous when monumentally larger worries loomed, such as my first meeting with the Alpha association, which would be in just a couple of short hours.
Still—impressions mattered, especially when my entire pack status rested on this probationary period. I needed to prove that I was worthy of being on the association, and I couldn’t spare any details.
Suddenly, the door creaked open and I turned to see Olivia slip
