*Danika*
After all the introductions had been made, Theresa insisted we stay for dinner, which within I was extremely glad for. Mehn! I was thoroughly famished.
Thankfully, Lance obliged her and we were ushered into a wide expanse dining hall with its table stretching in height to the edge of the room. It looks like the Alpha entertained a large number of people in his home, which warranted such furniture.
Just when the omega's finished serving the mouth-watering dishes of diverse assortment and I was about to delve in, Alonso entered the dining. But he wasn't alone. Hanging to his arm was a sophisticated-looking lady with her face all covered in artificial glam.
She howled out an ear-piercing shrill at something my mate must have whispered to her, making my hungry stomach suddenly knot together with jealousy.
I jerked in alarm when I felt a hand on my lap and whipped around to meet the pitiful orbs of Lance.
"You are gawking," he whispered.