~Alexander~
A smirk curved up at the corner of my lips as I watched her confused expression.
“What do you mean?” She asked, staring at the arrangement on the grass.
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” I asked, trying to sound as nice as possible.
“Come with me,” I ordered, not giving her a chance to express her opinions.
I pulled her to a carpet and made her sit.
“Eat,” I ordered again. She didn’t move a limb from where she sat, she only stared sheepishly at the food.
“I’m not hungry,” she whispered.
“Eat,” I said again.
Why am I forcing her to do things she doesn’t want to do?
That is a question I keep asking myself, strangely, I’m yet to find an answer.
I’m trying so hard to suppress the powers bubbling to unleash on her.
Elena is a nice naïve girl, a weak Omega who must
