Zenna stepped out of the washroom, her gaze immediately falling on the table, now laden with an assortment of dishes. The aroma of the freshly prepared meal filled the room, making her stomach rumble slightly.
Radulf, already seated, gestured toward the empty chair beside him. "Come, have a seat. Let's eat first. I'll call Victor to join us," he said casually.
Zenna sat down but glanced at him with mild curiosity. "Why didn't you let Savio accompany us? He's your Beta," she asked.
Radulf leaned back slightly, his fingers tapping against the table. "Savio needs to keep an eye on the pack," he explained. "I'm sure your father is already going crazy trying to figure out where we went. Other than Savio, no one can handle him."
Zenna sighed softly and nodded in understanding as she watched Radulf head out of the room. Once he disappeared, she turned her attention to the steaming dishes spread across the table.