DEAN In a normal world, to hear that, someone you loved and cherished killed your parent would be one of the most shocking things ever. But I am not in a perfect world. I am in Ridgewood, and my world, that is indeed still shocking and it makes you want to go back and retaliate. Family is power, nothing else matters other than family. Your pack. She is my pack. She is my family. And just like any other family, ours has a dysfunction. Other families have their type of dysfunction, ours is we kill each other's family and revenge against each other until there is nothing left but wounds, ugly scars, and emotional wrecks. I know I have killed a girl’s or a boy's father, mother, or siblings. I know I have left a kid orphaned. I have blood on my hands, I have been maimed and tortured. I have also enjoyed it all while doing all of these things. A part of me wants to scream at the top of my lungs and ask- no demand- why she would do this to us. But, in all reality, we hit first. Yes, I
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