Melody POV
When we sit down, people stare at me. I look around for the heirs and find them at their normal table. They aren’t joking and laughing like normal. Instead, they seem depressed. I know I shouldn't feel anything for those guys, but I know they are my mates. I cannot help feeling sympathy for their plight.
As if they can sense me looking at them, they all look up as one. Their expressions range from sadness to hate. Cam and Ronnie both follow my gaze over to their table and as one they each reach out and squeeze my hand.
“Melody, don't worry about it. They will come around, and if not, you still have us. We will always take care of you.”
“I know, Cam. I can't help but feel there is a part of me that is missing. I am supposed to have all of my mates. They are the people who we
