Criseda's POV
Everyone stared at me like I wasn’t making any sense. The smell of that sauce was unbearable—completely horrible!
If I kept looking at it, I would have definitely puked. Instantly, I slammed the lid shut.
“Holy crap,” I mumbled, placing my hand over my mouth, trying to keep it together.
“Did you see what Soraya did?” I turned to Kael, my voice a frantic whisper.
My eyes darted toward the kitchen, checking if Soraya was still there, but she had already slipped back inside since I’d dismissed her.
“Wh...what...” Alpha Kael tried to speak, still looking utterly confused, but I cut him off out of anger.
“I know Soraya doesn’t like me! She knew I would want to serve you, so she made sure today’s sauce was terrible on purpose—so you would have another reason to hate me,
