LEVI:
It’s been a while since the meeting ended, and I assume Kookie should be home with her daughter by now. I get on my computer to see what they are doing. It is sick, but I cannot help myself. They have as much privacy as they can get because the cameras are not installed in their bedrooms.
Opening my laptop, I check the footage to see Kookie clutching a knife, making a phone call. I turn on the speaker.
“Hello, Luna Jasmine, it’s Kookie, I need your help.”
My heart flutters as I wonder if something bad has happened. She is holding a knife, and Blue is sitting still, not uttering a single word.
“My house has been broken into, and we need a place to stay for the meantime until the pack police find out what happened. My parents too have…”
She pauses, and I assume my mother is speak
