ELISA'S POV
I grabbed more plates of food from the kitchen counter, holding them carefully in my hand while balancing some on my arm. My fingers were trembling a little, but I kept my eyes down, trying to stay invisible, just like I did the first time, not that it worked much.
I stepped back into the dining room, and my stomach dropped when my eyes landed on the last person I wanted to see this morning, or ever, for that matter. My steps slowed as I continued to stare at Alec.
He had arrived for breakfast. He had joined the pack.
He sat at the head of the long dining table, tall and proud, like a carved statue of power. His dark hair was swept back neatly, his broad shoulders relaxed, his jaw set strong. He looked like he belonged there.
Like a real Alpha. My heart gave a sharp, pain
