Chapter 13

“Good evening Alpha,” The three chorus, smiling from ear to ear when Tatum breaks the hug.

“I didn’t hear you greet the Luna.”

Tatum’s voice is cold and with a command, his eyes flashing red, a sign his wolf is also agitated.

“Good evening Luna.”

The three quickly bare their necks to Leila, feeling terrified by their Alpha’s dominating aura.

“Evening ladies,” Leila replies passively, grabbing her glass of juice and looking mindlessly away, knowing Tatum’s full attention will be turned to Carmela. She may just as well pretend to be a ghost at the table.

“Can we sit with you Alpha?” Tracy eagerly says, smiling down at Tatum.

A deep growl from inside Tatum’s throat is the response she gets and Carmela quickly pulls her back, smiling at Tatum.

“Forgive her Alpha, we’ll take another table,” she says, leading her group to the table behind Leila and Tatum.

“The Alpha was going to allow us to sit with him, you shouldn’t have pulled us away,” Philomena says the moment they sit down, frowning