Why the f**k am I doing this?
The question hit me the moment Silver sat beside me and Keal's scent turned sharp with jealousy.
Interesting.
Very interesting.
I kept my expression neutral as a servant poured wine into my glass, but internally, I was already regretting the decision to call her over.
Not because she looked wrong there.
That was the problem.
She looked too right.
Black dress. Bare shoulders. Puffy eyes she had clearly tried to hide. Chin lifted with that stubborn little defiance that refused to break no matter how many times life kicked her in the teeth.
She looked like a woman pretending she wasn't bleeding.
Keal noticed it too.
His golden eyes tracked every movement she made as she settled into the chair beside mine.
Good.
Let him suffer.
Alpha Rowan cleared hi
