Author's POV...
It has been more like what he has been going through as he assumed the position as the Beta just became amplified. How could he begin to phantom how to come up with solutions for each of the problems that had been started.
Now he was before his desk, caught up in his thoughts, trying so hard to think that the trial would be tomorrow, and there was nothing worse than being unprepared.
He glared at his screen for the umpteenth time and still hadn't figured out what to do. Then he heard a knock on the door which made him almost kick start from his chair, and he knew whoever was at the door just saved him from being buried in his thoughts. It was crazy to be immense and locked up in a prison of your thoughts. He headed towards the door and opened it. A part of him was hopin
