Who was Fenrir?

Fenrir’s POV

If she didn’t want to accept it, I was most definitely going to throw it away. I was about to throw it on the wall when I felt Elena’s hands stop the tray from getting flung. Huh? When did she even get in front of me? I was so blinded with rage.

I turned my gaze sharply to her, and she shuddered under my hardened stare.

“She will eat the omelet. I will make sure she does, Alpha.” She mouthed, her voice shaking from fear.

Elena was different, from what I heard a while ago but I was still reluctant. I would never poison Marsai. That was the last thing I would ever do to her... After a moment, I let the tray go and she collected it.

Marsai and Leah both passed their menacing looks, but she still held a straight face as she headed towards the bed. I hoped Marsai eats it because I made it with so much….so much of love. It was worth giving it a shot.

It would be better than throwing the food away. At least I had hope, and my hard work would not go in vain. I know why she stil