Feral's P.O.V.
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"Yo, y'all ain't seen Naddy today, have you?" I asked the ol' ladies huddled in the kitchen.
"Nope," Sara replied without looking at me.
I've been looking for Naddy everywhere. I can't find her. She wasn't at home, or in the clubhouse, or on the property at all. There was no way that she'd left. I mean, she couldn't have, right? Maybe she heard all the drama and was hiding somewhere?
"Feral, you ready for church?" Cutter asked me after he walked into the kitchen. "Cobra, there you are. You ready?"
"Uh, yeah-"
I barely got the reply out when War burst into the room.
"Where the f***k is my sister?!" He yelled, shocking the hell out of all of us.
"Whoa man, chill," Cutter said. "She's probably at home-"
"No," War cut him off, looking
