Selene's POV

"We're here" Kelvin announced, and I looked up. It was the kitchen.

"So, who's in charge?" The guard with us asked.

I raised a brow. "How does that matter?"

"It's for security reasons. In case one of you try to poison The Alpha's guests" He replied, eyeing us suspiciously.

I snorted in disgust. "We can't do that. We work for the Alpha, don't we?"

"Don't argue with him" Carmen warned sternly.

The guard looked at me with contempt, which I couldn't stand. I simply looked away and took a step back, allowing Carmen and Kelvin to continue conversing with him.

"I'm in charge of the cooking" I heard...