Seth. What a twit. Right now I’d love to throw him right in front of an ongoing train. Of course, I’d regret it later if he didn’t manage to get away in time. But still, he damn right deserved it. He had – no, has – no idea what he put mom through. I’d get back from patrol, or head out on patrol and there would be mom, zombified and watching the front door. I was always late for patrol on those nights because I’d have to pretty much drag her to bed, those stress-lines and heavy eyes…

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He and I have never been the best of buddies. Quite the opposite, we pretty much hated being around each other. I could be talking about any of the members of my current or past pack – they all disliked being around me, I’m not going to hide that fact. Making those around suffer along with me, I didn’t really enjoy doing, though I made the impression that I did. I couldn’t help those thoughts come to me whenever I was around Sam. The first to snap at me was surprisingly not Paul – who I had… Continue