Unpleasant

BRIAN

“You know how every one of my meals is, Sierra. Why is this like this?” I tossed the tray of food aside angrily.

This was the second time this was happening. The first happened with Aurora, and I ordered that it must never repeat. She learned my preferences and began to make mouth watering meals for me, even though I asked her not to. The head of the kitchen maids has been in charge of my food since she left, and this one suddenly turned out like this.

“I’m sorry, Alpha. I have not been feeling well lately,” Sierra said with her hands in front of her stomach.

“So, she made this.”

I hissed in frustration. “That is just a terrible excuse. Did I ever ask you to cook for me? If you weren’t feeling well, you should have stayed back instead of cooking this nonsense.”

She sighed and apologized. “What else can I cook for you?” she asked.

This already made me tired of eating any other food. “I’m not hungry anymore. You can just ask them to take this tray away. I will eat later in the day