Triana shoved his hand away. "Why do you want to go back so soon? I haven’t finished yet." She poured herself another glass of wine and sipped it, a gleeful smile on her face.
Blaze was so uneasy that he started sweating. "This woman is going to kill me tonight," he murmured and undid two top buttons on his shirt.
The waiter came and bowed to Blaze.
"Make the bills," Blaze said in an authoritative tone.
"Mm…" Triana interjected, holding her finger up. "You can come afterward."
The waiter looked at her, then glanced back at Blaze.
The waiter’s hesitation made Blaze grit his teeth. "Who will you listen to?" He growled. "To your alpha or her?"
"It's always to you, alpha," the waiter replied without hesitation, bowing.
"Then do as I say," Blaze snarled.
The waiter turned around and wa
