Betty's POV. 

The meeting dragged on endlessly as voices droned, papers rustled, and the same debates circled.

 I sat there, fighting to stay awake, nodding whenever someone’s gaze brushed mine. 

But inside, all I could think about was when it would finally be over so I could catch Alpha Damien alone.

When the final decision was made and chairs scraped back, relief flooded through me. 

Finally, I stood, smoothing my dress, already rehearsing what I’d say. 

But before I could reach ...