Eight.

~Warren~

Royal attendants filled the alpha's dressing room. However, being Alpha Axel’s beta, I was the only one who could change him into his ceremonial wear. Due to his condition, however, I would take his place at the ceremony, so I was already dressed in the exact attire he would be wearing.

As I removed his dressing robe, I thought strategically of a way to get the men out of the room. The man-wolves stared at me intently, awaiting my order. I stopped undressing Alpha Axel and, wearing a stoic expression, said, “The Alpha is going to undress now. Step out for a bit.”

They filed out of the room, but Delta Jett remained. He turned his back to me, his head bowed.

“What are you doing?”

“I figured you might need some assistance, so I stayed back.”

“I won’t be needing any assistance.”

“You don't have to worry Beta Warren. Carry on. I won’t look, and I’ll be as quiet as possible. You won't even feel my presence.”

“Well, I do. And it disturbs me because it is disrespectful for a s