Melissa (Gabriella’s Pov)
“This is not the meeting I had in mind,” Lyra said, as she could feel his presence. I was agitated as much as she was, unable to look at his face in fear that he would remember me if he hadn’t done that already.
I could feel Alpha Farrell’s hand wrapped around my waist, walking in a way that I hid my face by his shoulder until we sat at the table before us. The Alphas talked among themselves.
“This is bad,” I muttered to myself from the front view seat we had taken to view the face I hated the most. “Why couldn’t we have taken the seat next to Alpha Drakken,” I thought, looking around to avoid eye contact with Alfredo.
“Now that we’ve had our seats. I would like us to introduce ourselves to each other, and let us know what pack it is, even as we may know some
