Adrian and Ivy were oblivious to Colette's dark intentions. Adrian tilted his head up at her. "Colette, what's for dinner tonight?"
She pushed a bowl of fresh strawberries and a plate of cheese cubes their way. "Help yourselves to these first."
Adrian's little face scrunched up.
"But we eat this same thing all the time. I’m really tired of it. Can you make Beef Stroganoff? Even Dad, who burns toast half the time, can throw that together."
Ivy nodded eagerly. She wasn't as picky, but even she was getting tired of the endless snacks. Truth be told, she missed her mom's cooking.
Colette's voice stayed sweet, but her grin didn't quite light up her eyes.
"Your mommy's a house-she-wolf with time to cook. Colette's got a career, you know—super busy. No time for that. But you're good pups, r
