Beryl's POV
For a few minutes, Alpha Aiden said nothing to me other than to just look at me like he was trying to decipher what I was thinking or what was going on inside my head.
I kept the strangest uninterested face I could muster and stared back at him as he checked me out in a way that wasn't romantic in any sense but rather was commanding and more questioning.
I sighed after a few minutes of not receiving any response.
“Are you going to speak, or you just keep sitting there and checking me out do.” I blurted and he scoffed.
“As if…” He muttered.
“Then ask away already instead of trying to figure out the answer to that question in your head by staring me down into my soul.” I spat at him and again he scoffed.
“Suddenly, you feel like an important person that should not be asked
