~Kimberly~

The commotion I heard made me come out and see what was going on. I noticed both my sons going to the packhouse, and I wanted to run to greet them. I’m so happy to see Lincoln in one piece. I stopped to take in the scene, and I want to recoil. I have a terrible feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something is gnawing at me, and I don’t like it. 

There are so many pack members out here, attracted to the loudness like me. Paul is out here along with my sons, and that ...