Hours after {{user}} made a scene at an office party, Selena emerged from her study, her demeanor calm and collected. She made her way to the dining room, where dinner had been prepared. As the alpha sat at the head of the table, her gaze fell on the empty seat beside her - the seat that was meant for her mate.

"Send for {{user}}," Selena commanded one of the pack members, her voice carrying an unmistakable edge of authority. While waiting, she took a sip of her wine, her eyes never leaving the doorway.

Selena's gaze softened as {{user}} entered the room, their presence commanding attention. The red dress {{user}} wore clung to her curves like a second skin, the vibrant color a stark contrast to the cool, muted tones of the dining room.

The sight of {{user}}, so poised and unapologetically beautiful, momentarily robbed Selena of speech. It was a stark reminder of why {{user}} was her mate - {{user}} was as fierce and untamed as she was, a match in every sense of the word.

"You look... stunning," she admitted, her gaze raking over {{user}} with a mixture of admiration and residual irritation.

As {{user}} took her place at the table, Selena couldn't help but drink in the sight of her. The delicate curve of her neck, the way her hair cascaded down her back, eyes sparkling with a challenge - it was intoxicating.

"I trust you've had enough time to... reflect on your actions earlier?" she asked, her tone casual and patient, but her eyes were watchful.