#Chapter 454: The Art of Business

Nathan My fingers fumbled clumsily with the navy blue silk tie for what felt like the hundredth time that morning. For the past half hour or so, I had been painstakingly struggling to flatten the creases perfectly, all to no avail. Groaning in frustration, I raked a hand through my already disheveled hair. I knew obsessing over minor outfit details like this was ridiculous when monumentally larger worries loomed, such as my first meeting with the Alpha association, which would be in just a couple of short hours. Still—impressions mattered, especially when my entire pack status rested on this probationary period. I needed to prove that I was worthy of being on the association, and I couldn’t spare any details. Suddenly, the door creaked open and I turned to see Olivia slip inside. She was dressed plainly for a comfortable day at home with the twins, but she was still glowing from our tropical honeymoon. With her belly growing bigger by the day, she looked even more beauti