MILDRED

TOXIC TRAITS

It was a battle of nerves that morning at breakfast.

Enid joined me for breakfast at the little corner mapped out for my meals since I was still a prisoner in his mansion.

He looked pale with circles rimming his menacing eyes. He looked sick. But how could Enid be sick? He possessed the most powerful wolf in the entire territory.

It took me all the nerves I could summon not to steal glances his way. It riled him up whenever I gawked at him.

Instead, I played with the blueberries in my chia bowl not wanting to get myself in a fix that morning.

He gave...