Alpha's Regret: Losing His True Mate

Liora glanced over at Dante, who was sitting quietly nearby, just watching them.

"Dad, I want to eat here. Can we get the food packed and brought up?"

Dante nodded. "Sure."

Liora’s face lit up. She stayed right where she was, curled up against Elodie.

Old Madam Miller and Nonna were deep in conversation now, catching up on everything.

Elodie sat quietly, chiming in every now and then but mostly just listening.

After a while, Liora shifted in her lap, looking up at her.

"Mom, when will you be done with work?"

Elodie didn’t want Old Madam Miller to overhear, so she carefully lifted Liora and moved them both over to the small couch by the window.

"I’m not sure, sweetheart," she said softly. "But honestly, I’ll probably be even busier soon."

Liora’s face fell. "What? But... when will you have time to take me skiing?"

She’d been holding onto that promise.