POV Ophelia
Even with all the stories and laughter, dinner was still intense. All the way to the dessert course. Not to mention, it felt like someone was increasing the thermostat somewhere. Why was I so hot?! Was it because Brenden had been stealing glances my way for the last hour, or Jackson grazing his hand over my thigh? Why do I feel like I need a cold shower? I just need this conversation to be over so I can go back to one of their rooms and relax.
Finally, Issac decided he didn’t have any other funny stories for the group and the King cleared his throat. He was sitting at the head of the table with Alpha Reggie on his right and Issac on his left. “Brenden, I was made aware that you are the reason we have so much information on Callum Diazene.” The king said.
Brenden’s eyes sn
