TARA

It was Saturday already, and I was presently at the diner, but I couldn’t wait for the days to speed up on itself. It had been days since Collin and a number of his loyal allies stormed out of Vermont pack, and not one person that had come into the diner since then hadn’t talked about it.

They had something to say, while others had quite a lot to say.

Aidan’s name was heard left, right, and center, and that didn’t mean well for me since I was trying to rule a ...