“No?” he echoed, his tone rising. “Then why the attitude? Here I am, putting in the effort, picking you up for dinner. Can’t you at least pretend to appreciate it?”
“I’m not angry, Alpha.”
“Fine!” He exclaimed, exasperation etched across his features. “I promise, no more contact with Felicity again, okay?”
I stared at him. It was ridiculously funny. Did he really believe that a simple promise could erase months of lies and betrayal?
He really should not have triggered my anger! I was already preoccupied because Cassia had been ignoring my voice as if she could no longer hear me, and now this!
“Are you happy now?” he pressed, his voice edged with impatience.
I remained silent, unwilling or unable to engage in the charade any longer. The car ride continued in heavy, unbroken quiet, finally ending at a lavish restaurant. Dane had spared no expense, reserving a table and arranging flowers and a gift.
The scene was a perfect picture of romantic bliss, complete with envious glances from other diners. But as I reached for the gift he prepared for me, the Alpha's phone rang.