64. Mystery Necklace

LYRA’S POV

I laughed so hard seeing the flour in Alpha Alaric’s hand that I nearly fell off my chair.

Actually, I did slide halfway down the stool, clinging to the counter for balance as my stomach cramped from laughing.

“Kael, this is not salt” Alpha Alaric told Karl, holding up the flour.

“It looks like salt!” Kael shot back.

“No, it does not look like salt!” Alaric retorted “Salt is not powdered”

I was not too surprised that Kael had never seen salt before.

“You said the salt was white, and this was the only white looking thing I saw” Kael tried to defend himself.

“That is flour, Kael!”

I was gone.

I slid the rest of the way off the stool and dropped to my knees, laughing so hard tears streamed down my face, I genuinely could not breathe

“Oh my….,” I wheezed, “that’s why it tasted like… that!”

Kael stared at the flour container like he was offended by his own mistake.

Now I kinda felt bad for laughing.

Kinda.

Not enough to stop, though.

I finally pulled myself together, wiped my