"I killed him," I mumbled before rolling the pages and turning around to the next page. The silence was thick when I told Leander who I had killed. Meeting with his eyes, I quickly added, "He wasn't a good guy, someone told me that he once saw him with Sydney and secondly 

he had molested quite a few women around the pack. I wasn't comfortable in living with a rapist and my motherly instincts were acting up, therefore, the need to kill."

"You created a whole mess." He sighed and then shook his ...