A Poisoned Plate

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[Lucien]   Bellamy stood in front of the lined up staff. She looked over them sternly and with careful deliberation. Anger was radiating off of her. “My mate’s food has been poisoned using extract of wolf’s bane. It’s mostly scentless, but a rogue Alpha has a stronger sense of smell than an average rogue. That means, I can smell if you’ve had contact with it. My guard has blocked all exits. Now is the time to come forward.” Bellamy stated coldly. There was some shuffling among the line. A few of the people in chef’s coats looked over at our server. He blanched. That was the man who tried to kill me. “You.” She walked over to him and glared. “Why did you attempt to murder my consort?” “I…. I didn’t.” He started, but seemed to realize it wouldn’t work when she started growling. “You’r

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