Rowland’s POV

Bella did not hesitate to make a beeline straight for Dante’s lap as he settled on the long, spread out lunch table beside me. I don’t know how she knew about Dante and me but she seemed to figure it out.

Females and their magical instincts.

She wound her arms around his neck and hugged him tight as she curled up against his shoulder and breathed in his scent to calm down while Dante rubbed her back.

“I swear to God, I will kill myself if you ...