Kali
The sound of collective ringtones as people receive the video is music to ears. Knox and I keep a steady pace as we walk through the hallways of the pack house. Four pack members comprising women stop and stare at their phones. They look and two of them put their palms over their mouths as they watch the horror of what Asher and Sandra had done.
“ Isn’t that my baby girl, the one I searched for months but never found?” One of the she-wolf asks the friends.
“ And this one is my son.” The other one answers as she sobs. They hug each other.
“ I want Asher dead for what he did to my daughter.” She screams as she cries.
Her eyes snap in our direction, and she runs to us. She falls at Knox’s feet. “Please,” Tears stain her pink cheeks.
I can feel her pain, I can relate to her pain. I remember……
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