4 years later.

I pulled on the blazer and straightened it out, looking in the mirror. I don't understand why I have to wear a suit, it's not like I can fight in a suit. It's been 2 years since I took the Alpha position with Dom. Everything has been quiet, there have been no rogue attacks in about a year and a half. We have settled into a nice routine together. 

"You look fucking amazing." Dom groaned. I grinned at him through the mirror, he was stood in the doorway with his arms crossed. "Why do I have to wear this though?" I grumbled. He chuckled and walked towards...