Ninety-six

Martha

The cool morning breeze attacked my skin like pins. I wanted nothing more than to go back home and curl into the king-sized bed, but this was it. Finally, the time for retaliation has come.

Alex noticed my silence and intertwined his fingers with mine, squeezing my hand tightly. I managed a weak smile and stared down at the town in front of me.

It was strange. The one place I thought to be my home, was the one keeping me restrained, was the one place where I couldn’t be who I wanted to be because I was afraid of the public view of me.

Now that I’ve experienced a taste of freedom, a taste of peace and happiness, I’m ready to close that chapter of my life. Even if it means storming down and declaring war right at this moment.

So, standing by the border of Red Moon Pack, with an army of over four hundred, I felt confident and more sure of myself than I’ve ever been in a while. I squeezed Alex’s hand back and stared deeply in his eyes.

“I’m ready,” I simply told him and those two w