Poisoned

Chapter Twenty-Two

Aria's POV

"What was that for?" he asked, pulling me into the building, taken aback by my sudden display of affection.

"What is the meaning of this?" he demanded, his voice firm as I maintained a coy smile, my heart pounding with a mix of nerves and excitement.

"Surprise, my Alpha. I just couldn't resist seeing you," I said as some workers passed, whispering among themselves.

"Look," he tried to say, but his assistant walked out.

"Hi," I said to her, stretching my hand for a handshake.

"It's nice meeting you again."

"Same..." she said, drawing her words, her eyes fixated on my outfit.

"Oh, here," I said, handing her a bag with the salad.

"I made salad. You can share it among yourselves," I said as she nodded and walked into the room with them.

"What are you doing here?" he asked again, trying hard not to shout.

"And dressed like this?"

"I just thought you were hungry and..."

"And what? Gosh, what has come over you? And why will you introduce yourself as my mate?" he