ALPHA AMON’S POV
I sliced through the steaming chicken on the center table and was about to put a slice in my mouth when I noticed Gwen was looking at me with a sad look on her face, and she wasn’t eating her food either. She realized I was looking at her and flinched, turning her gaze to the chair where Monica used to sit. I snickered and focused on my food.
"Xavier, pass me the napkin, will you?" I said, grabbing a glass of water from the table.
"Xavier is not here," Oscar replied, pushing a napkin toward me on the table. Oh, he is under house arrest once again. I drank the water at a fast pace and dropped the empty glass. I took the napkin and got up from my chair, turning my back on them.
"Eat your food, Gwen, stop caring about other people, you should eat. You don’t know if you ar
