Release me, Alpha Malachi!Chapter 1
Dani’s POV:
I was craving vanilla ice cream drizzled with virgin olive oil tonight. My cravings are getting weirder as I enter my third trimester. Malachi will be home late; he said the boys wanted to catch up after the hectic week. As an understanding partner, I just replied with a generic two-letter reply.
‘Ok.’
The only problem now is my craving. I have ice cream in the fridge but it's strawberry flavored, one smell at it and I was pouring my guts out. The bigger problem is, I had spotting. I didn’t want to call my OB but I texted Mal and got no reply. So, I did what I do best. Call for backup. My backup is Zoey. She’s my best friend, my sister from another mother, from pups to full-fledged wolves. Zoey lived nearby, just two blocks away from our unit on Park Avenue.