"Nonna—"
"It's settled." She turned to Sabina, who was prepping vegetables nearby. "Make a few extra dishes. Elodie will bring them to Dante."
Sabina nodded without question, and I stood there holding a knife, wondering how my life had turned into this.
I didn't argue. There was no point. Nonna had made up her mind, and short of faking my own death, I wasn't getting out of this.
But here's the thing: I had no idea where Dante was.
He'd said he had something at the company, but that was vague as hell. He could be at the main office, at a site visit, at a meeting halfway across the Pack. And knowing him, he probably had other plans, dinner with investors, drinks with his friends, maybe even… Sienna of course.
I shoved that thought down before it could fully form.
Point was, showing up
