chapter 190: Family Dinner Turns Sour
(Grace's POV)
I watched the tension unfold across our beautiful new dining table. The moon-blessed meal that Thomas had prepared with such care now lay partially ruined, silver-infused spice powder glittering atop dishes I couldn't safely consume during pregnancy.
Sophia sat with her arms crossed, her golden eyes—so similar to Alexander's yet lacking his warmth—fixed on her plate. “I‘m sorry." She muttered unwillingly.
"That's not an apology," he said, his voice dangerously calm. "You will apologize properly to everyone present, especially my mate."
His emphasis on "my mate" sent an unexpected flutter through my dormant wolf. Despite everything, his protectiveness stirred something primal within me.
Sophia's jaw clenched. She remained stubb
