AMALTHEA'S POV

"There's no way you are doing what I am thinking you are doing," Throb said as he looked at me with a bewildered expression, and I looked back at him with a questioning gaze.

"What do you mean by that? I am just preparing myself some food. Why are you acting like this? You are speaking as if I am committing some kind of sin," I said, and he rolled his eyes.

"Well, Miss Amy, if you haven't noticed, then we aren't exactly in a position to cook food in the middle of a forest. We are near the borders of the three packs. Are you not afraid...