Caelin
“What the fuck is happening?” I mumble to myself as I watch one of the trail cams we have on the Heaven Hill property. Since Dad and Liam have retired, they’ve tried many different things to occupy their time.
Their new thing?
Chickens. Fucking chickens.
We have a coop and everything. I watch over these things as much as I do the people in our club. It’s dark, later than I like to be sitting in my office, but I had a few kinks to work out on a new system we’ve installed.
Leaning forward, I try to see better in the monitor. There’s something prowling around out there, and it doesn’t look human.
I hear someone scrounging around in the kitchen. When I stick my head out, I see Bishop. “Yo, come here and look at this. What the fuck is that?”
He strolls in, eating gelato out of a container of Talenti. One hundred percent Harley’s turned him on to that shit. Leaning forward, he squints. “It’s a goddamn fox. We need to go down there. It’s going to kill those chickens.”