CHAPTER EIGHT

PETRA'S POV

The plan to kill Alpha Konan and Rosaline failed terribly. It was totally destroyed and the outcome was one I hadn't come to terms with. These two formidable people were a threat to my Godfather, the man who rescued me from my near death experience. I had devoted my life to him ever since that night — ten years ago. Naturally every good thing came at a price, and my life was the ultimate price.

It was one of those many nights when the moon casted and shone its silvery gray color over Moonshine City Pack. Everything shimmered and in our little happy home, I could still remember the hearty laugh of my father and the pretty smile of my mother, together with the cackles of my baby sister. It was one of the many memories I cherished, but also the ones that had me traumatized. I still wondered how I survived and I watched how my family all died. The burning of my home, the tears and shrill noises made by family while we were been attacked began my emotional trauma, introducing m