Selina's POV
Jake was a smooth operator, politically savvy, and he could talk his way out of any tricky situation.
He was of average height, with a narrow face and deep-set eyes. I recruited him back when we built up the pack, so I still remember those greyish canny eyes.
But his reaction just now gave me an uneasy feeling for no clear reason.
We walked in and came to the host at the front desk.
"Good evening, ma'am. May I have your reservation?" A smart young man asked.
"Yes. It's Luka Wiley, at 6:30 pm," I replied.
"Alright, let me see... Yes, Alpha Luka booked a table by the window. Please follow me."
Then, the young man led the way to our table.
By the dining table, Jake bowed to us and was about to leave, but I invited him to join us.
It was supposed to be a family night w
