Tali's POV
The only thing that gets me through dinner is the thought of Dayne retreating into his office with Luka, leaving me free to disappear upstairs and spend a couple of hours having a good cry in the shower, an act I'd thought I'd left behind in the Merrick pack.
But soon after I rise from the dining table after clearing my plate, having barely tasted any of the meal, long before any of the other packs are done eating, Dayne's hand snaps out and locks tight around my wrist. Stopping me in my tracks.
"Pack meeting tonight," he says. "Don't go far."
I stare at the hand on my arm and swallow, frozen, waiting for him to move it.
Since he never touches me—hasn't since the night he chased me down in the forest and…
I jerk my mind back from what happened in the woods. I can't think
