Chapter thirteen.
Vida’s POV.
I turned around slowly, my heart racing, and faced Kieran, who stood before me with a smirk, leaning against the wall with his arms folded across his chest. I swallowed hard, my throat dry. If it had been Kaden, maybe it would have been better, but with Kieran, I knew I was in for a taunting.
"Pride comes before a downfall," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm, "you could have just begged me, but no, you were too proud, nagging about not eating my 'poisoned food'."
He chuckled, his eyes glinting with amusement, and I rolled my eyes, exactly as I had expected. His words stung, but I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me squirm.
"If you had offered it nicely, maybe I wouldn't have said anything," I shot back, my hunger and frustration simme
