Kitchen childhood stories

Now, it was Aliana and Dallan's turn to look at her.

"Who are you?" Hazel continued, smiling brightly.

Aliana raised a brow. "Excuse me?"

"I said who are you? I just introduced myself as Hazel, the Mer. I know your name. Considering my hospitality, I believe I deserve to know your post or job here in the pack."

The older woman scoffed. "Do you know who I am?"

Hazel didn't say anything since she was still busy with a mouthful of beef. Most of the cooks and chefs in the kitchen were stylishly watching the show. Everybody had to wait for her to finish chewing.

Dallan kept his eyes glued to her lips. He almost chuckled. Such guts!

"How am I supposed to know who you are if you don't tell me?" Hazel asked after she swallowed. "Can you know stuff about someone if you don't get information?"

"Dallan." Aliana turned to the alpha. "Are you going to stay here and allow her to insult me?!" she fumed.

"Be very careful not to raise your voice at me." Dallan's eyes narrowed to slits. He threw