"How much longer?" Beta Scott asked as he paced around. Alpha Axton was balanced on his right, feeling a little better.

"You are making me nervous, beta."

"The alpha I know does not get nervous. I am the one who gets nervous."

Alpha Axton nodded. "I have not felt like that alpha for a very long time. That alone is making me very nervous."

"You should not be."

Beta Scott turned to the open door, and Natalia was standing there, carrying a heavily filled tray. He turned to Alpha Axton whose eyes widened, his lips slightly parted.

"Natalia?" He couldn't help the excitement that surged in his chest, the butterflies...