Katrina's POV
A couple of days had passed since I last spoke to Xander. Although I saw him during training, we never crossed paths for a conversation. Tonight, however, my parents and I would be heading to the Bianchi family house for dinner, per Laurie’s insistence. She was still hell-bent on Mateo and me being mates. Despite already having one and knowing there was no connection between Mateo and me when I saw him at training, I couldn't bring myself to agree with her.
I decided to dress simply—light-washed jeans and a white blouse with a V-neck. I added plain beige heels and pulled my hair into a neat bun, finishing with some mascara and lip gloss.
As I walked down the stairs, I saw my parents at the front door. My mom was on her tiptoes, trying to adjust my father's collar despit
