Anna Falls Sick Again.

Meanwhile, Anna watched Hilda make some food by herself, the sound of the knife hitting the cutting board echoed through the walls of the kitchen. She was a bit tired and wished to retire for the night but she was sure that this woman had not just asked her to see her cook.

Fortunately, the woman gracefully moved to the main point after she poured all the cut ingredients into the chicken soup she was making and covered the pot. The delicious aroma wafted around the place, stirring Anna's hungry stomach as she sat down by the counter.

Hilda smiled and asked her, “Those women are really mean people, aren't they? How dare they judge someone so harshly like that?”

“Well, I have been through worst situations.” Anna shrugged. Although she had tried to say it casually, her heart still clenched in pain when she remembered the dire maltreatment she had gotten from the Dark Edge pack. She understood they had been venting their rage on behalf of their alpha, but it still hurt nonetheless.

“How