Food and medicine
Damon gestured toward the carts with the food. "What do you want to start with?"
Talia was about to reach out for something but stopped herself. "Won't you pick first?"
It was ages since she ate in a group setting, but Talia remembered that high-ranking members of the pack eat first. As a child, she always waited for others to have their picks before she could get food. And even if everyone had food in front of them, no one dared to eat before Alpha… and she was with one big scary Alpha in the room right now.
Damon shook his head in disapproval. Talia was obviously hungry, and he ordered all this food for her, yet she wanted him to eat first.
Sure, normally, in the pack, others wait for him, but this was not normal, and he didn't want Talia to feel that she was below him.
He grabbed a fork and poked a finger-sized sausage and held it in front of Talia's mouth.
"Eat", he ordered in a voice that didn't allow for further arguments.