Chapter 220. Harold

Raven’s POV

Sitting in a small cafe in the center of the South Pack town’s square, I wait impatiently for Luna Francesca to arrive for our planned lunch date. I shift awkwardly in my seat as I try to avoid the gaze of my new bodyguard, Harold, assigned to me by Alpha Fernando.

Harold is an older man with graying hair. His face has a constant scowl, and he never takes his eyes off me. He doesn’t speak when I talk to him. He only responds with a series of grunts or the occasional “Yes, Ma’am.” Being in his presence is slightly unnerving.

“Would you like more water?” The waitress says as she comes by my table for the tenth time.

Looking down at my perfectly full water glass, I shake my head no. The waitress politely excuses herself, and I look at the time on my phone. I have been waiting here for more than an hour. I don’t think that Luna Francesca is going to show up.

I fight back the tears that are threatening to fall from my eyes as I try to keep