Amelia’s POV
Mom and Dad were watching the girls. Keeping them away from the action, they were still on the dance floor, near the band. The band had long since playing, with most of them having put away their instruments. The party was over and would not be restarted.
When I found them, the girls rushed to me, hugging me around the waist. They weren’t crying but they were clearly afraid, clinging to me tightly with a trembling grip.
Mom and Dad stepped closer. They looked at me with pride in their eyes, but they too seemed somewhat rattled about what happened. As a former pack Alpha and Luna themselves, I was certain that they had seen all kinds of things in their time.
The life of a werewolf could be a vicious existence, but this event… the poisoning of a child…
It would take someon
