Larissa's POV.
We are alone in the room. I try not to look him in the eyes knowing how vulnerable his gaze always leaves me. My glass is half filled with the wine. And so is Alpha Thane's.
His eyes fully fixated on me, he suddenly reached for his glass. “How are you?” he suddenly asked, breaking the silence.
I reached for my glass too and played along whatever this is.
“I'm good and you?” I mumbled.
And I looked up. Why is he suddenly nice these past days?
He smiled and sipped his drink. “I'm good too,” he said. I returned my glass to the table.
“Why are we having this dinner?” I asked.
From across the table, he burned me with his gaze. “I was thinking we could use this moment to know each other better,” he said.
Why? Why does he suddenly want to know me better?
Our gaze locked a
