Josie POV
“Come on, look at me.” Conan patted my face while his voice sounded like the sea crashing on the shore.
“She okay?”
“She passed out.”
“Daddy!” Charlotte cried.
“Sweetheart,” Conan breathed a sigh of relief.
So much happened around that I didn’t get to see. The back of my head pounded, and my arms were sore. The most logical thing to do was to sleep.
“Why would a nanny have a gun?” Bree asked.
Bree’s question chased any form of sleep I had.
“I don’t care. That gun saved them both. These two are dead,” Phoenix replied.
“Phoenix, if a gun is strong enough to kill a wolf, then you know it’s illegal,” Bree said.
“In this instance, it doesn’t matter.”
I rolled onto my side and saw the bodies. Those were my first kills. It takes a part of you away.
“I had no choice,” I sa
