"Goddess damn it," I muttered. I'd been sitting in this office for two hours now, waiting for Alpha Maximillian to show his smarmy face. I'd already been in this Goddess-forsaken hell hole for more than a week asking for this meeting. To pass the time, I flipped through all the pamphlets he had strewn across his furniture espousing the virtues of joining the Buck Pack - Who the hell makes pamphlets for their pack?? - and had finished off four bottles of water and several sticks of jerky while I waited. I desperately needed a piss now, but I wasn't going to leave in case I missed him. I heard the door open and stood, hoping it would be the Alpha, and muttered an expletive when I saw the same timid Omega who brought the water stick her head in.
"Alpha will be here shortly, Mr. Porter," she
