I faked a smile in response but soon realized the table was set for two. Alpha had motioned the waiters to bring an extra set of utensils to cater to us three.
Alpha pulled the chair for me to sit in, a simple gesture he often made when we dined. Once seated, waiters served the dishes, the savory aroma lingering in the air.
Zora, observing the courtesy, faked a smile. "Alpha, can you please hand me the salt, too?" she asked, to which Alpha obliged without hesitation.
Zora's smile widened as she started discussing, "At this moment, I especially want to thank Alpha Austin for saving me when the fire started." She then turned to me. "And, of course, to you, Luna Calista."
"Please don't misunderstand us, Luna. Alpha came to save me when I mind-linked him as I sprained my ankle a few days even before the rogues attacked the pack," she added, eyes slightly widened, peering at me.
"I see." I focused back on eating, not amused anymore.
"When rogues attack and try to burn the pack house, you must be scared to death, Luna," she said.