Christina's POV
When I got back from Finn's office, Geoffrey greeted me at the door with his usual impassive expression and dropped a quiet bombshell.
"Alpha Hudson will be dining at home tonight."
Which meant he'd probably be sleeping here too.
Great.
Not that I was expected to perform wifely duties in bed—thank God—but my nerves still jangled at the thought.
Dinner was already being served when he walked in. Hudson looked impeccable as always, his tailored suit hugging his broad shoulders in ways that made Akira purr appreciatively inside my head.
We sat across from each other, all polished silverware and suffocating silence.
Hudson's eyes kept flicking to my face, like he was waiting for me to say something. I had absolutely no idea what he expected.
After t
