Vivica’s POV
My stomach churned loudly the second I stepped into the dining hall.
“I thought you were never going to come down,” Adrian stood up as soon as he sighted me.He left his seat to pull out a chair for me.
“Thank you,” I said, smiling uneasily as I took my seat.
“This is my aunt, Miranda,” he pointed to the woman sitting directly opposite. “Aunt, meet Vivica, my mate.”
“Hello, Ma’am,” I said with a polite smile.
Miranda only nodded, refusing to look up from her plate.
“And you’ve met Arella already,” Adrian added.
“Yes, I have.” I nodded.
A servant approached us with a plate and carefully placed it in front of me. “Alpha Adrian initially asked me to take your meal to your suite, but since you are here, I guess you’ll be eating with the others.”
“Sure.” I answered
