Book 4: Stavros Needs My Help

Hazel’s POV 

Stavros stormed inside my house as if he owned the place and me. As if he hadn’t thrown me out of his house a couple of days ago! 

“Why are you here, Stavros?” I asked in the same tone as he had. 

He gave me a worried look and stopped right in front of me. “Why do you need a doctor? What’s wrong with you?” He placed his feverishly hot hand on my forehead and I jumped backwards. His hand was hotter than my forehead! 

“Stop. I’m fine. You can go home, Stavros. I’m not in the mood for a conversation.” I gritted out in the same tone as he had. He froze and then rolled his eyes. 

“Then who’s sick? Why did you call me?” asked a clueless Alexandrios, giving me a wary look. 

“It’s Aunt Cassie.” I led him into Aunt Cassie’s bedroom only to see her lying on the bed, shivering as her temperature soared. Alexandrios immediately sat down beside her to check. 

“How did you fall sick, Aunt Ca