Alpha's Regret: Losing His True Mate

Elodie’s POV~

Dante took no notice of my cousins, nor did he have any intention of engaging in pleasantries. He calmly shifted his gaze elsewhere, his expression unreadable.

Dante was the man I loved.

I had fallen headlong into this, and after so many years, I still couldn’t break free.

All these years, despite how Dante had treated me, if Jason had no grievances with him, that would have been impossible.

But even if he had grievances, what could he do?

The Miller family couldn’t do anything to Dante.

Now that Dante had arrived, Jason, as the host, could only raise his glass and stand up, his voice polite but strained as he said,

"I didn’t expect Alpha Wilson to come. If there’s anything lacking in our hospitality, I hope you’ll forgive us."

Upon hearing this, Dante also picked up his glass, stood up, and clinked it with Jason’s, his tone smooth and professional. "You’re too polite, Mr. Miller."

Mr. Miller. Not "uncle." Not even "Jason."

As soon as Dante spoke, I felt the shift in the room. Everyone took note of it.