Rosemary
The following day, I found myself sitting at the breakfast table with Nathaniel and Grace. The soft chatter of pack members filled the room, everyone greeting each other, exchanging pleasantries. My plate of food sat mostly untouched in front of me, but my attention wasn’t on it. I couldn’t stop staring at Ethan, who just walked in.
There was something about him, something magnetic. I tried to be discreet, but I knew he noticed how my eyes flicked toward him. I could feel his gaze on me, too, intense and lingering. It was like there was this unspoken tension between us I didn’t understand, and yet, I couldn’t look away.
Around us, I could hear pack members murmuring, “Good morning, Alpha,” as they passed by, nodding respectfully in his direction. Ethan took his seat next to Nat
