Chapter 34

• Vanessa’s POV
• To make matters worse, I was "blessed" with a second-chance mate who loathes me, making me hate him even more. With a groan, I pushed myself upright, the plush bedding yielding beneath me as I sat on the edge of the bed. My gaze fell upon an extravagant tray laden with delectable dishes, each one an opulent testament to the mansion's luxury. Weirdly, everything on the tray was among my top ten favorites, which was questionable.
• The tantalizing aroma of freshly cooked food teased my senses, stirring a primal hunger within me. My stomach rumbled in anticipation, a stark reminder of the emptiness that had gnawed at me since the night before. I cursed Alpha Alexander for letting me go hours without food. Even the latte I had bought was taken away, and there was no way I would drink black coffee. The mere smell of it made me want to throw up. But we all have different tastes.