Daphne
What do you get when you put two alpha werewolves, an alpha werewolf king, and one human alpha-male around a dinner table?
Tension. I thought I could hear the grinding of teeth over the clink and clack of silverware scraping against the china.
I looked across the table at Bella. She looked back at me with raised eyebrows. I know she hated this kind of tension. It brought back bad memories of her traumatic past and made her jumpy and hypervigilant. Which made me twice as mad at my bone-headed brothers. They should have been sensitive to her feelings, if not to mine.
“Okay then, Bella. Why don’t we just sit down at the other end of the table?” I balanced my silverware on top of my plate, and picked up my water glass, and marched to the far end of the table.
Bella hesit
