MAISIEWhen my husband finally arrived, his previously guarded eyes widened in shock when he stepped into our house. He took in the chaotic scene of the living room before he cursed under his breath, lowering his gun when he saw me. “Jesus, Maisie. What happened here?!”I willed all my strength to produce more tears as I approached him, my legs unsteady, and collapsed into his arms. "Lincoln, the guards..."At that moment, I could not help but imagine how dismayed my husband must have felt when he saw the state of the living room. It was a complete mess - cushions strewn across the floor, the dining table overturned, its legs pointing accusingly at the ceiling. Picture frames lay face down, glass shattered. But I knew I had yet to complete the climax of my acting. “They killed all the guards, Lincoln.” I lifted my head from his embrace, spotting the arrival of some male pack mates who undoubtedly detected the metallic stench of blood diffused in the air. “I don't know who they are, b
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