I was left stunned, my mouth gaping open in dismay as Lydia's words hung in the atmosphere like an ominous mist. I was gasping for oxygen, feeling as though I had been hit in the belly and had had my breath taken away. It hit me like a ton of bricks that I was Andy's mother, Angel. Recollections surged back, like to a forceful tide battering the coast, menacing to swallow me whole.

I could still feel the agonizing anguish, the unimaginable suffering, and the humiliation I had gone through. I was haunted by the harsh sights and insulting remarks of the Blue Moon Pack. I remembered how they tormented...