Chapter 153

Hazel's POV

"What is wrong?" The Alpha came in. He took note of weeping Grether, saw the uncovered food and the small table, and looked at me. He came to me, drew me up, and kissed my cheek.

"You’re distracting me, Alpha."

"Your fault, Hazel."

"How?"

"You just mesmerised me by just sitting there."

I giggled. He gave me a short kiss on the lips. Then I turned to observe the ongoings in the room.

"What is happening here? Your maid said you wanted me to come urgently."

I pinched him.

"Sorry, your friend."

Then I nodded in satisfaction and kissed his cheek as an apology for pinching him. He sat on the bed and drew me closer to him.

"What is going on here?"

"Your meal."

"My meal?"

"Yes."

"No, it is not your meal, Alpha." Grether cried out in protest.

The Alpha looked around in confusion.

"Why can’t the Alpha eat it?"

"Nothing. He just can’t eat it."

"There ha