Melanie’s POV
I continue to wipe down the floor to ceiling glass windows that look out into the forest just outside of the pack house dining room. This will be the perfect vantage point to see when the b***h succumbs to the poison that I have laced her food with.
I was correct, no one even noticed when I breezed through the kitchen and added a feed drops of poison to her food. Lucky I already knew that she never has tomatoes on her salad, so adding the poison to the only salad vacant of the red fruit was easy enough to achieve.
Now I just wait for their arrival, they are anything if not consistent with their six-thirty dinner schedule, something I used to enjoy with them. I glance up at the full moon inspired wall clock, the soft glow of the illuminated clock arms are easy to re
