“There is no real ending. It’s just the place where you stop the story.”

-Frank Herbert

I grabbed Connell’s hands nervously as we drove. We were entering his brother’s territory. There was no plan other than go straight up to him and demand for the ring, and Mecah back. He said that’s when they would start fighting.

I wasn’t entirely sure if I was prepared to fight. I had never trained before, and as past experiences had showed me, I was the clear loser in most altercations.

Behind me, car and car of men followed. Everyone in Lewis’s pack looked like warriors, even the ones who weren’t. My mother had...