Chester’s POV
The walk to Marta’s felt like it was miles away rather than a few blocks, my feet dragging the whole way. I saw a few of the gang members milling about, stopping to say hi to a few of them. A couple even had questions about living in the pack area and when the higher ranked of them could be moved to the smaller packs.
They were sad that the gang was officially becoming disbanded, especially with the war; but also happy too that they would finally have places to call their own. The only ones really left of the thirty seven Grave Wolves was Sam and nine others, heading out tomorrow. They had promised to spread the word about Black Haven, but I had my doubts. I knew Gage was still debating whether or not to accept my offer, but I had an inkling he would.
All too soon, I was i
