#Chapter 139: Dine and Death

Chris “Chris, tonight was lovely,” Amelia sighed, gazing up at me with those big doe eyes of hers as we wandered back to the Packhouse. “Just you and me… a candlelit dinner, the finest cuisine.” A shiver rippled through her petite frame. “Really, Chris. Thank you for this.” I forced a tight smile, shifting uncomfortably beside her. “I’m glad you enjoyed yourself, Amelia.” Amelia’s smile widened, and inwardly, I just kept repeating the words Ava had told me earlier: Just humor Elise for now… Just humor her… It was almost over, after all. I had made it through dinner, expertly evading Amelia’s attempts to flirt, and now I could say goodnight and go to the woman who I really loved… “You know, Alpha,” Amelia purred after a moment, “I haven’t had a tour of the Packhouse yet. Could you show me around?” I groaned inwardly, but managed a stiff smile. “Are you sure?” I asked, secretly hoping she would change her mind. “It’s quite late.” She shrugged. “