Amelia’s POV
Hoping to please everyone, I sat down to dinner. With Mom and Dad sitting on the other side of the table, the only open spot was the one directly next to Ian.
“How are you tonight, Annette?” Ian asked.
“Well, thank you. And you?”
“I’m doing better, seeing you. I’m so glad that Alpha Jake invited me.”
I glanced past him, looking at Jake, who smiled like he was pleased by this polite interaction.
Couldn’t he see that this conversation had no real soul? Ian and I were just being nice to each other, but that didn’t mean there was a spark happening here. At least, I didn’t think so.
Ian was glancing at me like I had hung the moon though, so perhaps I was alone in this feeling.
I knew what was expected of me here. My family wanted me to see a future with Ian, and forget all
