Bride of the Cursed Alpha (Auren and Lucien)

Chapter 239

Chapter 239

Summer POV

The place smelled of fresh herbs, simmer

and sizzling meats. The challenge for the Luna trials was set the next day, which was a cooking

competition.

Brad had left yesterday in the evening. He wanted to spend time with me, but he had to leave because he had to prepare for what was coming next. Though I didn’t understand it, I could sense that it was urgent.

Pressing a kiss to my temple, his parting words were, “Do you trust me?” I was wrapped in his tight embrace, like he hated to leave me. When I nodded, he said, “Then please don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back

soon as possible. I’m going to make things right.”

I pressed my face in his chest, unable to bear this separation

He stroked my hair and kissed the crown of my head. “As

I hate to stay away from you,” he breathed.

and face another round of depression. “When will you return?”

as

possible.” He cupped my cheeks and lifted my face to press a kiss on my lips. “Goddess,

Me too, Brad. Where will this all lead to? I let out a deep sigh, and decided to tell him about the conversation Laura had with her father. He listened to it intently, after which he left.

So here I was. The outdoor cooking area was spacious, with large grills, an open flame pit, and stone countertops. There were wooden tables for food preparation. They were surrounded by shelves stocked with pots, pans, and spices. A canopy provided shade for us. Tables and chairs were set for the pack members who would come to eat the food we made.

scurried around. As much as I hated to admit it, I was out of my depth here. I had no experience cooking for anyone but myself. And what did an Alpha even like to eat? I used to be a waitress where I served dinner, and not cook

this–used to impressing people with their skills,

knowledge. Like what was popular in my restaurant. I could use that knowledge

quite reaching her eyes as she sensed my frustration. “Hey,

think they’ll like it if I make something simple, like pasta?” I asked, trying to hide

If you make it with love, they’ll love it. And besides, we both know it’s not just

wasn’t so sure. I had no idea what an Alpha would enjoy eating. Pasta seemed too simple, too…plain. But it was the only thing I could think of that I could

trying to quiet the voices. of doubt in my head. The other contestants were already plating their meals, their dishes looking nothing short of gourmet. The girls

trial, the place began to smell delicious. My fingers worked in rhythm as I seasoned my dish and added the final touches. The sauce thickened, the vegetables softened,

them eat and praise the food of other contestants. An hour passed, and I had no one coming to my table. The rejection from the pack members hurt, and I didn’t even know

it up and calling it a major defeat, a young ten–year old approached. He took a long, deliberate sniff of the air,

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roasted vegetables and grilled chicken, sir,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady even though I

a plate. He nodded, taking a bite of the dish. “Wow!” he exclaimed, “Your seasoning is

kids. They thronged my area in large numbers. Surprise couldn’t fit the emotion I felt. I felt honored and so happy that it drove away my depression. I had to ask the hielpers to get more vegetables and pasta to cater to

the coroner of my eye, I

silently. I guess, people liked regular meals more than

and small talk. However, I noticed something was off when a few of the pack members started to

table. “I’m not feeling well,”

the restroom, holding their stomach in agony. Panic began to ripple through the group as more and more people complained

be. As the commotion grew louder,

I heard Tamara’s

across the

snapped, stepping closer to where I sat.

shaky. “I–I didn’t poison

suddenly get sick after eating your food?

wrong. I swear. I didn’t poison