077

Hilda

5 days later

I picked up the cup of tea from the cabinet and sipped it slowly, as it was very hot. I love the setting of the kitchen, from the arrangement down to the utensils. I must say that Avalor's mom must have good taste. The kitchen is so beautiful. I wish I had met her. I remember Avalor telling me how nice she was. If she were alive, maybe Avalor wouldn’t treat me the way he does; I could probably have one person who liked me. Who knows.

"How about Alex? Has he not been good to you?" Hilda snapped at my thoughts. I am not surprised Avira could hear my thoughts, as in the werewolf culture, your wolf hears your innermost thoughts.

"You are right, Avira; that young man has been nice to me. He is such a humble fellow. Even as the stepbrother of Avalor, he doesn’t behave like a royal blood. He is so simple and nice. Although something about him bothers me,

"What exactly, Hilda?" I scurried to the window to make sure no one was around.

"Why not go back upstairs? Let’s go ove