The make out

Aurelia

I gasped out in shock as I stared at the person, who stood at the door side with widened eyes. I quickly pulled away from Damon's grip as I stared at Desmond, who stared at us with an expression that I couldn't apprehend or understand. He looks somewhat angry and jealous at the same time though he tried to mask the feeling.

What could be running in his mind? I couldn't help but ask considering the look that he was throwing at me and the Alpha.

"I'm sorry… I will come back later,"he muttered with a smile which seemed forced. He quickly bowed his head, and made his way toward the door.

What could be wrong with me?

"Come back, Desmond,"Damon called him back, and he slowly tilted his head to our direction. I'd make sure to maintain a few meters away from the Alpha.

"Have you eaten?"he asked as he whispered into my head, and I snapped my head at me.

"What if I haven't? What do you want to…"he turned his gaze, probably ignoring me.

"I want a maid to bring two trays of food in