Beta Duke
Sometime later
I slumped in the corner of the meeting room, away from the table and the chairs surrounding it. Away from the control screen where my Alpha, my best friend Orion, sat, still looking at the screen after he handed me a towel — the very same campy neon green and orange one that now flopped and hung lifelessly over my head and covered my face.
I don’t think I can face my ancestors right now.
Or my Mum.
Or even my mate.
Heck, I don’t think I can even face myself. Or my wolf.
He’s even silent now.
I truly and badly did the worst.
I want to bury myself somewhere, but who am I kidding?
I can only wait here until the simulation ends.
Seriously, I wish the goddess would take me now.
This is embarrassing. I don’t think I deserve my mate at all.
Or my Alpha and
