Once the meal was served, the kids all came out and joined us to eat. Oliver and I sat on either side of where Willa had been sitting. Kat and Ricky sat with an empty seat between them as well. They were hoping Dove would sit there.
We were trying to be subtle, but I felt a little silly as I waited to see if Willa would sit with us. When the girls came out, they looked at the table, then at each other. I didn’t know if they realized we could hear them when they whispered to each other.
“Should we sit at one of the other tables?” Dove asked.
“I think they want us to sit with them. They keep looking at us.”
“I don’t want to sit between the Alphas. It feels more like that should be your spot. You’re the strongest of all of us.”
“It’s supposed to be an honor to sit at the Alpha’s tab
