The interviews were getting shorter. Maybe he had already found the mate for him. “He’s gay.” I peered up at the alpha. “He calms to be bi,” he chuckled, “but he’s gay. So don’t get down on yourself just yet.” “Yes alpha,” I said softly. A pretty boy with white blond hair walked across the room. His alpha followed behind him as they disappeared behind the door. Letting out a shaky breath, I fell over my knees. “I can’t beat him.” “It’s not only about looks, River.” I nodded, though I didn’t believe him. I had been told many times that my coat wasn’t light enough. It was always about looks with dominants, and mine were never good enough. I tugged on my shirt. “You’re messing up your collar.” The alpha fixed it. “Sorry.” I put my hands in my lap.
“If he wants to see my natural form, be sure to take off your clothes first so they don’t rip.”
I nodded.
“I don’t know if they have a dressing curtain for you to change behind, though, so you might just have to turn around.”
“I don’t mind.” I gave him a small smile.
We waited quietly for awhile. The door opened the boy exited with his alpha. He was smiling. It seemed to have gone really good for him, but I wouldn’t expect it not