Ethan's POV

"Good day Alpha Ethan, ma your food is ready," the maid said to Ava.

I watched as she folded her hands all together, and she smiled.

The maid stood there looking at us and signaled her to leave once.

She gently placed the tray on the bed, and I watched as Ava devoured the food.

"Aren't you supposed to be sick? Seriously, are you gonna finish all of this?" I asked her, wanting to be sure.

"I was sick when you sent for me, then since you have come here what do you want me to do for you, Alpha Ethan?"

She asked about eating her food like...