Third Person's POV
Chloe exchanged a glance with her, quietly giving her a thumbs-up under the table.
Alina lifted her chin proudly and strode out of the private room in her high heels.
Humphrey sat in his chair, his face suddenly turning pale. Even the wolf inside him seemed to shrink in fear.
It was only when Randall gave him a hard shove from the side that he snapped back to reality, jumped up from his chair, and hurried after her, completely disregarding his image.
"Babe! I don't want to break up! I don't want to prove my loyalty anymore! Please...don't leave me—you're still carrying my pup."
As Humphrey's wailing faded away, the atmosphere in the private room grew heavier.
Randall sneaked a glance at Mortimer, then at his mate. He slowly stood up and forced himself to say, "Wel
