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NICOLE’S POV My entire body trembled with fear. All I wanted was a chance at saving my children, but here I was lying face down on the ground with a gun to my head. I could smell the soil and the muddy boots of the man standing above me with a gun. The men, who I suspect are members of the rogue packs, had not given us a chance to explain who we were or why we were there. They just assumed that we were members of a rival gang who had been terrorizing members of their pack. When Nathan tried to explain, the heavily tattooed man slammed the bottom of his gun on Nathan’s head. Under normal circumstances, I am sure Nathan would have him beheaded. “What should we do with them?” one of the men asked. “Kill them, of course,” the heavily tattooed man replied. “I think we should take them