Alex’s POV “I delivered your message to Jack. I have to tell you, he looked scared and didn’t speak for a long time after I finished, I was half expecting him to back off and accept the peace offering, but then his son Simon spoke for him. He said you’ve got two options, you either serve up his uncle’s murderer to the walkers to be killed, or everyone is fair game. His father didn’t intervene. It looked to me like he doesn’t have that much control over his own men, it’s his son calling the shots. By the way, they have no clue who killed Patrick, I’m certain of that” I close my eyes in frustration for not receiving the news I wanted. “Sheriff, I need you to pull back your men and prevent them from going anywhere near the town. I don’t want them getting caught in the cross fire. We need to handle this between us” “Alex, I don’t like this. We are supposed to maintain the peace, it’s our duty to this town” said the sheriff warily. “I know, but tha

Jenny’s POVCould my life get any better than this?Yes it can.My father was finally dead. No longer able to hurt us anymore. No longer controlling every breath that we take. No longer keeping us prisoners in this depressing town.My life is just about to get so much better after my mom and I escape to live with my aunt in Canada.Our plan was set, we were just waiting for the town to open up again and for the people to come to a peaceful understanding.Our passports were ready, we just needed to book a flight to Toronto where my aunt lives.She was so thrilled when I told her what came of my father and that we were coming to live with her soon.I still remember the day me and my mom sneaked out of town; behind my father’s back, to Fairbanks to issue our passports, about a year ago.It couldn’t have been done without the help of my only friend in this town, Megan.Megan wasn’t a walker nor

Jenny’s POVMy own shot at happiness just got replaced by a life time of more suffering and pain.It was nothing new really. The only thing that will be new is the man who will take over from my father and uncle, and become the new master of my misery.Alex Snow.That man will make my life a living hell. Especially after my father’s betrayal and his hand in getting Isaac Snow killed.He will take out all his anger and rage on me.My death wish will probably be granted sooner rather than later.I collapse on the floor and break into hard long sobs.My mom goes to my bathroom, takes a clean towel, and kneels down next to me to stop the bleeding from the deep knife cut on my collarbone.As she presses lightly, I sob louder, my pain mixing with my torment.She cries along with me but doesn’t say anything to calm me down.She lets me cry for a long time as she works on my wound.At some

Alex’s POVI knock on the front door and wait for Sara to open it.I look at Jennifer from the corner of my eye, she composed herself and wiped away all the disdain and resentment from her face as she wore a rather blank expression.She was slightly still shaking as I looked down at her hands which were clenched tightly at her sides.Per my command, she kept her eyes down the entire time.Sara opened the door with a slight smile and backed away to let us in.I walk inside with her following behind me.I go right, round the corner and enter straight into the family living room where mom, April, Lucas, David, and Mathew were gathered.They all stood up as we entered the room.“This is Jennifer, she will be living with us from this moment onward as my wife” I simply said and looked at each one of them.The only person I told about my decision before heading out this morning was my mother.I h

Jenny’s POVAfter an hour inside the walk in closet, I finally finished unpacking.I sneaked a look at Alex’s clothes, just out of curiosity.There wasn’t a single light colored item in there. It was mostly black, grey, and dark blue.I took out my medical bag; which was the last thing left inside one of the suitcases, and headed out into the bedroom.My bag should be accessible easily at anytime so it would have to be somewhere close. It used to be on my nightstand in my old room, next to my bed.I had no idea where I will be sleeping, but his bed was off limits for so many reasons.I opted to put it on the dresser instead.Just as I placed it, my phone rang on the table.My stomach rolled and heaved at the name I saw displayed on the screen.It was Simon, my cousin.I refused the call immediately, went to my contacts, and blocked his number.I had no idea why he was calling me and