Chapter 11 Betrothed To The Alpha King

• “It’s been great getting together,” I say, summoning up my best impression of our mother’s passive-aggression. “But I have to go.”
• I push my chair back and stand, and a crackle of energy pulls my attention to the restaurant’s doors.
• I feel him before I see him. It’s unnerving. But I look toward the door knowing that Nathan Frost will be there. And when our eyes meet as he enters, it’s clear that he feels my presence, too.