Monday morning, I dress in my black suit with a white button-down shirt, and a royal blue tie. I wore this before and I know she liked the way I looked in it. I remember how turned on she got; I could smell it. I am hoping it will trigger a memory in her of us being close. I look at myself in the mirror and appraise how I look. The suit is a bit bigger than normal on me. I look smaller and weak…. I need to touch her and soon! I feel weaker by the day and I am starting to waste away. If the rogues were to attack me, that would be the end of me. I can’t protect my territory or my alpha like this. If Emileen doesn’t accept me soon, I may have to step down as beta and let Tripp take my place… I would lose my house and everything my family has worked for, but I need to do what i
