Alpha's Regret: Losing His True Mate

Elodie’s POV

I set my phone down after Liora hung up and stared at the breakfast I’d made for myself. Toast. Eggs. Coffee. The same thing I’d been eating alone for days now.

It tasted like nothing.

I forced myself to eat anyway, then headed to the office. There was a big meeting this morning. One Dante would be attending.

My stomach knotted at the thought, but I pushed it down. Professional. I could be professional.

When I got to the conference room, I took my usual seat near the back and opened my laptop. Other team members filtered in, chatting quietly. Sherry sat beside me, scrolling through her phone.

We waited. Ten minutes passed. Fifteen.

Then the door opened, and Dante walked in.

The air shifted. It always did when he entered a room, that Alpha presence that demanded attention whether he wanted it or not. He moved with that effortless confidence, his suit perfectly tailored, his expression unreadable.

Sherry actually gasped beside me.

I glanced up briefly, just long enough to register that he was there, then immediately looked back down at my screen.

“Oh my God,” Sherry whispered, leaning close to me. Her eyes were practically sparkling. “He’s so hot. Like... ridiculously hot.”