Chapter 42

Mitch stood there nervously twiddling his thumbs as he looked at the ground. The Alpha was scribbling things down on the clipboard, and when he glanced up he spoke. "Omega, would you mind moving your hands? I have to see all of you." Mitch blushed, and put his hands behind his back. "Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir." The Über Alpha wrote something else down, and then looked up again. "Could you turn around for me?" Mitch turned around so his back was to the Alpha. "Of course, Alpha." He folded his hands again in front of himself so they weren't in the way. As embarrassed as he was, Mitch smiled at the thought of standing like this in front of his pack. 'Elegant, tiny, flawless.' He remembered hearing them say. The Alpha asked him to turn again, so he did. "Now, if you could guess. What is your best feature?" The Alpha asked, pen at the ready. Mitch met his eyes and looked down at himself. "Um. I.. I would say I have a pretty good personality." The Alpha laughed. "At least you're entertaining. I m