“Ari… a,” he stammered, his voice barely holding together.
“My… stomach.”
I laughed softly.
“Take me to the pack doctor,” he whispered.
I rolled my eyes and folded my arms.
“Really?” I asked.
“The great Alpha Kael does not want to die?”
I tilted my head, watching him struggle on the floor.
“Who knows,” I continued mockingly, “maybe you will die right here and I will not need to take you anywhere.”
His eyes slowly lifted to mine. Very slowly. Fear crept into them.
“What did… you do… Aria?” he asked.
I laughed louder.
“I poisoned the meal, dummy,” I said calmly.
“That is all you need to know.”
“You… did… what?” he whispered.
“I poisoned the meal,” I repeated.
“And do not bother asking about the one I tasted. That one was clean.”
His gaze shifted from me to the door. I knew w
