Delilah's POV
The question hung in the air like a noose tightening around my neck.
Every pair of eyes at the table turned to me waiting for my answer.
"Not yet," I said quietly. "I just got here."
Mateo's smile widened. "Of course. These things take time."
"Speaking of the pack," Ryker said, cutting into his chicken, "Alpha Corbin and Luna are visiting the Eastern Pack until next week for treaty negotiations. When they return, we'll arrange a proper introduction for you, Delilah."
Mom squeezed my hand. "Oh, that's wonderful! Luna has been so kind to me. I know she'll adore you."
I forced a smile and nodded, though my throat felt tight. Luna. Another person I'd have to perform for. Another chance to be judged and found wanting.
Dante spoke for the first time since Mateo's question.
