If Roger brought up the color of uniforms one more time, Amelia was convinced she would find the nearest rifle and blow her own brains out.
She was pretty sure one of the guys had already met with him on the subject, but maybe the new developments with the refugees happened to ring true.
Sending off the troops had been the easiest part of her day, as it turned out. She delivered a few words about honor and sacrifice, promising them that the pack would protect their loved ones here at home. Julian had saluted her as he left, and she felt an empty spot in her chest for the rest of the day.
The meetings about battle plans and preparations made her sick to her stomach. There was an unlikely hero for those though.
Richard, their current refugee, was willing to provide as much knowledge as h
