Dante pov "Alpha Dante, you decided to join us today," Alpha Beckett said with a warm smile, gesturing to the empty seat across from Amaya.I offered a polite smile, my gaze sliding over her. "Well," I said calmly, "I figured it was time I stopped... avoiding things."Trying to avoid my gaze Amaya quickly looked down, stabbing at the piece of steak on her plate like it had insulted her ancestors. I watched her as she struggled with the cutlery, her hand slipping just enough to make her flinch.Before I could stop myself, my hand moved forward instinctively to help her.But Ryder beat me to it."Here," he said softly, reaching across to hold her plate and guide her hand.My hand froze midair and stayed at me with a confused expression.I gulped down nothing and my grand, my finger curling into a fist as I brought it back to my lap.The air in the room suddenly became uncomfortable. No one spoke after that, the only sound being the clicking of the cutlery and the faint scrape of glas
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