Alpha Culinary Love

Yura pouted but didn't argue. She kissed me one last time before heading upstairs. I had no idea what Yura was hiding, but I trusted her completely. As she made her way to our room, I turned and headed to my own chamber, feeling a mix of curiosity and concern.

Once inside, I closed the door and took a deep breath. "System," I called out, my voice echoing slightly in the large room. "Do you know who attacked me?"

A few moments later, the system's voice responded, its tone as neutral and mechanical as ever. [I am sorry, Jiyeon, but I do not have that information. My functions are limited to culinary tasks and household management.]

I sighed, a wave of disappointment washing over me. "I see. Thank you anyway."

Shaking off the frustration, I decided to focus on something else. "Do you have any missions for me?" I asked, hoping to distract myself with some form of duty.

The system replied promptly. [Due to your current condition, there are no missions assigned. It is imperative that you rest and recover.]

I nodded, though I knew the system couldn't see me. "Understood. Thank you, system."

[You are welcome, Jiyeon. Please ensure you get adequate rest.]

With nothing else to do, I left my room and walked down the hall to Yura's bedroom. I opened the door quietly and peeked inside. There she was, curled up on the bed, sound asleep. A soft smile spread across my face at the sight of her peaceful expression.

I gently closed the door behind me and tiptoed to the bed. Carefully, I lay down next to her, trying not to wake her. As I settled beside her, I felt an overwhelming sense of calm. Yura's presence always had a way of soothing my worries.

The sweet scent of strawberries filled the air, blending perfectly with my own vanilla scent. It was a comforting aroma, one that made me feel safe and loved.

I wrapped an arm around her, pulling her close. She stirred slightly, mumbling something in her sleep, but she didn't wake up. I watched her for a while, taking in every detail of her serene face.

I pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead and closed my eyes, letting myself drift off to sleep beside her.

As I lay there, the worries about who had attacked me and what Yura might be hiding started to fade away.

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Three hours later, it was already afternoon when I woke up. Yura was awake too, absorbed in her phone when I stirred. Stretching out, I sat up and rubbed my eyes before scooting closer to her.

"Good afternoon," I murmured, planting a kiss on Yura's neck.

She smiled softly, but as I glanced down at her phone, a message popped up from Soo-Min. My brows furrowed as I read the content over Yura's shoulder: they still hadn't found Karen.

"Karen?" I asked, my voice tight with concern. "Why are they looking for her?"

Yura's expression froze for a moment, her eyes darting away before she managed a vague reply. "Oh, it's nothing. Just a little... matter."

My instincts flared instantly, sensing her evasion. "Yura," I pressed, my tone more insistent. "Tell me the truth. Why are you searching for Karen? And why haven't you told me anything about this?"

Yura hesitated, her fingers tightening around the phone. "It's... complicated. I didn't want to worry you," she replied, her voice faltering slightly.

A surge of frustration and hurt washed over me. "Worry me?" I repeated incredulously, my alpha instincts prickling. "Yura, we promised to be honest with each other. What is going on? Why won't you trust me enough to tell me?"

Yura looked torn, her eyes pleading silently as if searching for the right words that wouldn't betray her secrets. "Jiyeon, please... I... I can't explain right now. Just trust me."

Trust. The word hung heavy between us, laden with unspoken doubts and fears. "How can I trust you when you keep things from me?" I shot back, my voice rising despite my efforts to remain calm.

Silence settled between us like a thick fog, each heartbeat echoing loudly in the room. Yura's gaze dropped, unable to meet mine. I could see the turmoil in her expression, the conflict of wanting to confide yet afraid of the consequences.

Unable to bear the tension any longer, I stood up abruptly. "I need some air," I muttered, my jaw clenched tightly.

"Jiyeon, wait," Yura called out, reaching for me, but I stepped back out of her grasp.

"No, Yura," I said firmly, my voice cracking with emotion. "I need some time to think."

With that, I turned and strode out of the room, leaving Yura staring after me helplessly. I heard her footsteps behind me, trying to follow, but I quickened my pace, my mind racing with a mixture of anger, hurt, and confusion.

Yura's secrets were like a wall between us, and I didn't know how to break through it. The fact that she was keeping something from me, something that involved Karen—an alpha who had made advances towards Yura in the past—only fueled my jealousy and suspicion.

As I reached the grand staircase, I paused briefly, my heart heavy with unresolved emotions. "Why won't you tell me?" I whispered to myself, tears threatening to spill over.

But I couldn't stay there. I needed space to sort through my thoughts and feelings. Ignoring Yura's calls from upstairs, I continued down the stairs and out into the expansive garden, where the cool breeze offered some solace amidst the turmoil in my heart.

Meanwhile, behind me, Yura stood at the top of the staircase, watching me disappear into the distance. She bit her lip, a tear slipping down her cheek as she realized how badly she had failed to reassure and be honest with the person she loved most.

But she knew chasing after me now wouldn't solve anything. Instead, she sank down onto the floor, burying her face in her hands, overwhelmed with guilt and regret.

In the quiet of the manor, our rift widened, leaving us both grappling with our own demons and the uncertain future of our relationship.