Andrew’s POV
I was in the pack kitchen when Melody ran by crying, piquing my interest. When that Grave guy didn’t follow, I figured I wild see if this could be an opportunity for me. I picked up the bowl of icing I had made with strawberries and cream, mostly just an icing mix from the store really. I had mixed some prescriptions in for the morning after pill, plus some relaxants and sleeping pills, a veritable cocktail that could send any wolf to a peaceful rest for hours.
“Hey, Alpha Melody? Is everything alright?” She had curled up in the pantry, a dark corner by the bin of potatoes out of sight. I scoffed a little to myself at that. Typical female b***h, hiding while emotional. It was a normal response really though, I had seen it I myself in Black Haven years before. During the firs
