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"She's requested the two of you join her tomorrow for dinner and made sure to let me know that if you fail to make it, she'll have no choice but to come see what's going on for herself."
"Shit," Dominic mutters. He runs a hand over his head, his eyes getting a faraway look like he's thinking hard.
And it's no wonder, because rumor says if the Luna Sovereign shows up on pack land, that pack's Alpha is as good as gone.
"Send word that we'll be there," Dominic says after a moment. "A trip to the Anchorage Lake Pack won't be necessary."
* * *
"Here you go," Dominic says, holding a shirt out to me.
I can see with one glance that it's the sameAnchorage Lake Constructionshirt that I snubbed before. I really don't want to take it from him, but I am desperate for a shower, and putting on these same dirty clothes would be counterproductive.
I take the shirt begrudgingly but then hesitate. "What am I supposed to do about pants?"
As far as I could find, these sweatpants are the only ones he owns. I've yet to find anything else in this place to fit me. The women are all practically freaking giants here, so even the friendlier ones of the bunch can’t realistically loan me anything.
Dominic doesn't seem to have a plan either.
"Just take the shirt for tonight, and tomorrow I'll get something sorted for you."
Since he heard the Luna Sovereign wants to speak with him, he's been more reserved. I almost don't want to bother him but…
"Do you think I could get something to eat?" Dinner sort of fell to the wayside in the momentary panic. Apparently, half the pack already knows about the Luna's summons. The energy in the pack house is compromised because of it.
And I don't know how to feel.
"Fuck, I'm sorry. Let me go get you something." He shakes his head—at himself, I presume—as he heads for the door.
"Wait," I call out, stopping him before he leaves me in here alone. "Can't I just come with you?"
I can tell he wants to tell me no, but after a second he caves for some reason. "Yeah, come on."
I don't question it. I drop the t-shirt on the edge of the bed and follow him into the hall. I'm careful to study my surroundings more closely as he leads me downstairs to the first floor and then through a wide hall that eventually opens to the kitchen. There’s no one else here but us. I climb onto a stool at the oversized island while Dominic starts rifling through the double fridge.
"What do you like?" he asks from where he's buried halfway inside the fridge.
"I'm not picky," I tell him honestly. Growing up with Tevin, I had to learn not to be. His experimenting in the kitchen meant I either learned to eat what was in front of me or nothing at all. Nowadays, I can stomach almost anything.
"I didn't ask if you were picky. I asked what you like." Dominic leans out of the fridge so he can pin me with a hard stare.
I feel my mind spin over a couple options before landing on something reasonable. "Grilled cheese?" I suggest halfheartedly. I'm expecting him to shoot me down for something more refined after seeing the kind of meals he's had delivered to me in his room. Instead, he leaves the fridge with a handful of cheese slices.
I watch silently in rapt fascination as this oversized man maneuvers easily around the kitchen, as if he's completely at ease in here.
Grilled cheese isn't exactly a five-star meal, but he manages to make cooking it look like a whole experience. I rest my chin on my hands and try to figure this man out as he cooks in front of me. For someone who has been such a domineering asshole, he's surprisingly kind when he wants to be. Which confuses me and leaves my mind muddled.
I haven't forgotten that I need to get out of here. That I shouldn't have been here in the first place. That I don't deserve to even play at happiness after what I cost my sister and the East Terrace Green Pack.
Not that Dominic really seems like a point of happiness anyway. He's on his best behavior at the moment, but it feels like a trap. As if he's only trying to trick me into staying of my own free will—and that will never happen.
"I won't cause any issues tomorrow," I offer, knowing that Dominic has to be worried. Taking me to the Luna Sovereign is a massive risk. He could be sanctioned for keeping me against my will here.
"Hmm," he hums noncommittally.
"And in exchange, you can stop locking me in the bedroom. That seems like a fair trade." I keep pushing, needing him to feel like it's safe to take me with him.
I'm sure Dominic could show up alone and find a way to get the Luna Sovereign off his back. He seems like the kind of man who’s used to solving big problems. But if I can convince him I'm a safe bet, leaving the Luna Sovereign's place would be the best scenario for my escape. That far away from Dominic's pack territory, he would have no one to send after me, and I'm willing to bet he's no more familiar with the lay of the land out there than I am.
