Alpha Tyson’s POV.
It had been a week outside my mansion and pack. I had traveled to a business meeting alongside other Alphas.
A meeting that I hoped somehow would help my pack become better. A meeting that would somehow lead to better connections. A meeting that would change my life and that of my pack. Oh how wrong I was.
With 22 alphas packed in attendance, I thought I could boast of a single connection, yet, three meetings had passed and not one single alpha had a brilliant idea to add.
They all sounded dumb and passive. So much that I grew bored and just lingered around for courtesy's sake.
I counted the seconds that turned into minutes and then hours until it was almost a few minutes to go. My eyelids began to feel heavy when I turned to find something to do.
Anything at all.
