Anita’s POV
The scent of roasted meat filled the atmosphere as we gathered around the large wooden dining table in the dining room to have dinner.
Dinnertime for us, was a time for the pack to bond and talk over everything and anything, but this particular evening, I wasn't having any of it as anger welled up inside of me as we sat down to eat. I sat across from Andre, but tried as much as possible to avoid eye contact. The gathering was unusually quiet as the Alpha, Andre was also not in a good mood.
Lucas broke the uncomfortable silence by clearing his throat. Everybody looked up at him. "So, did anyone attempt to catch that stag near the border?" A couple of the pack responded, “Did you guys see that swift movement that Andre gave during the training when he was paired with me?” Luca
