Chapter 49

• As we sat down at the dining table, the silence was stilted. I glanced around the room taking in the dim lighting, the sconces flickering on the walls and the brutish paintwork on the walls. Whomever this so-called Alpha is, his taste left a lot to be desired, I thought blandly to myself, turning around in my chair as Bree sat herself comfortably beside me.
• “Would you not prefer to sit with your mate?” I asked slowly and pointedly.
• I did not want her so close to me although Charisma was not here yet to see this, instinctively knowing that she would be angry to find me seated so close to Bree.