Chapter 89

As I felt his watchful eyes on me, my cheeks heated up. Why was he staring at me so intently? For a second, I thought that there might be something on the side of my face but quickly brushed that thought away. Whirling around, I turned to face him, to which the Alpha pointed towards the little arrangement, my eyes falling on a brown picnic basket.

Slumping down, I brushed at the edges of my pants, legs pressed together. We were a lot closer than I anticipated, almost feeling the heat of Aiden's body blending through the space between us.

"So," He started, and from underneath my lashes, I noticed his lips twitch.

"So," I echoed, saying nothing else. I was not quite sure what to say if I was being honest. It still felt odd, this desire to talk to my Alpha without knowing how to articulate the confused thoughts in my brain. There's something off with his sudden change of behaviour, and I might have an inkling what it was, but I didn'