Chapter 92

Victoria's POV The private dining room's atmosphere shifted as Damien took a seat beside me, his body radiating that primal Alpha heat that seemed to follow him everywhere. "Wait a minute," I challenged, narrowing my eyes. "Did you actually have a reservation, or are you just crashing my dinner?" After all, this private room was reserved under my name for Grace and me. Yet here sat Damien Sterling, looking utterly comfortable and entitled. "This is Lancaster territory," he replied smoothly, his voice carrying that hint of a growl that made my wolf, Nora, stir inside me. "Is the Luna of Crescent Dawn Pack too stingy to buy dinner for a guest?" "And what if I don't want to buy you dinner?" I countered, my lips quirking despite myself. Without missing a beat, he shrugged those broad shoulders. "Then I'll buy you dinner instead." I rolled my eyes, though Nora was practically preening under his attention. Traitor. "What are you really doing in Lancaster territory, Damien?" I asked more seri