Chapter Forty-Five: Raven

“Uhm hi,” I mumbled as I managed a forced smile. She, on the other hand, was grinning from ear to ear, like we had met personally before.

“Don’t just stand there, come in.”

A sudden surge of irritation hit me.

Why did she act like this was her house? Who the hell was she, anyway?

She stepped back, allowing me room to enter. Still puzzled about what was going on, my eyes locked immediately focused on Devyn, seated at the dining table. As I approached, it became noticeable that Devyn had just finished his meal, but there was another plate set on the table across from him.

I realized that he was sharing a meal with this woman who had suddenly shown up from nowhere, and a strange emotion stirred within my chest.

Our last interaction was during the mate dance, and now a strikingly beautiful and cheerful woman was having dinner with him. The sense of betrayal coursed through my veins, prompting a glare in his direction. However, he didn't maintain eye contact as he usually did; instead, he