Andrea POV

Andrea POV

I could feel my anger rising so badly that I had to clutch my hands to control my rising. I walked into the kitchen with so much anger.

"I can allow her to go scout free. How dare she tell me to go and prepare a meal for her brother when the pack cooks were littered all around doing absolutely nothing." I thought in my head as my face squeezed with so much hate and anger.

"What am I going to do to them now?" I thought in my head and then, a deadly thought crossed my mind and a dark smile hovered on my face.

"I was going to poison them with the meal but not a fast action kind of poison, a slow kind of position that they were not going to notice that I had even done anything until the dying minute.

"I prepared the meal slowly and when I was done, I got the herb that I needed and I stared it perfectly into it."

Halfway through the act, I felt a little bit uneasy, but it wasn't because of what I was about to do, something in me just told me that something was wrong. B