Wait! Werewolves Exist?
Chapter 38

AMBER.

I was taking a slow walk back to my car through the woods. I could hear the sounds of wolves crashing around. They sounded like they were enjoying themselves. I smiled and shut the car door as a big red wolf came bounding past and stopped in front of my car. As I looked into its beautiful , sparkling emerald eyes, my stomach exploded with what felt like millions of butterflies. My heart was racing, and I felt a scratching sensation in my head. After what seemed like hours, but was probably only minutes, the wolf turned and left. I waited a few more minutes before starting the car. What had just happened.

I was ready for sleep by the time I got home. I didn’t even bother getting changed into my pyjamas. I fell into my bed, absolutely exhausted. I was starting to drift off when I heard a voice. It was so quiet that I thought I’d imagined it at first. Then I heard it again. “Amber.” The voice whispered my name. I sat up and looked around the dark room, surprised at how well I could see. There was nothing there, and the voice didn’t come again. I lay back down, convinced that it had been in my head. I was asleep in seconds.

I dreamt that I was on the side of the road. There was a black car upside down a little bit further down the road. My mum was there, her beautiful face covered in cuts and scratches. She was checking me over frantically. The sound of fighting filled the air, and I could smell b***d. Mum was shielding me from the violence behind her. After a while, the noise stopped, and my Dad appeared next to my mum. He was covered in b***d, and I could tell he was badly hurt. My mum gasped at the sight of him. He reassured us both that he would be ok.

He was still calming my mum down when a figure appeared from the trees. I couldn’t make out it’s face. It was just a shadowy figure making it’s way towards us. Suddenly, it was raising an arm, and I saw a glint of metal. A loud noise rang out like thunder but closer. My ears were ringing. My mum was screaming as my Dad fell to the ground. I heard a howl of pain from my mum as she dropped to her knees and cradled his dead body in her arms. Another loud crack rang out, and my mum fell silent. Someone else started screaming, I looked around for them before realising it was coming from me. The shadowy figure approached me.

I woke up screaming, my face soaked with tears. I couldn’t face going back to sleep. The image of my parents laying dead and bloody on the dirty ground haunting me. I texted Becky to see if she was awake. I didn’t want to be alone. She arrived at my house within minutes. I opened the door to find her naked and breathless. “I shifted and ran over in wolf form to get ere quicker” she explained. I thanked her and handed her the clothes that I had picked up for her at the lake. I told her about the dream, and when I started crying again, she wrapped her arms around me.

Becky suddenly jerked her arm away, crying out in pain. I looked at her in surprise and saw a nasty red burn on her arm. That hadn’t been there just now. I asked her what had happened, and she looked at me confused. “I don’t understand” she said. Her eyes fell on my necklace. “What is that made of?” she asked. “Oh its silver, it’s stamped.” I told her. “How can you be wearing silver? It burns werewolves.” She said in disbelief. I touched the chain. “Maybe it’s because of the spell to suppress my wolf.” I suggested. “Hmmm, maybe. We will have to ask my parents.” She said. I agreed. We decided to curl up on the sofa and watch a movie to take our minds off everything. I felt so lucky to have met Becky. Having her in my life had made me realise that Kim had never really been my friend.

BECKY.

I felt so honoured that Amber had called me. I looked over at her as we sat there watching some comedy movie. I had always got on with the other members of the pack, but I had never had anyone that I had considered to be a best friend before. I reached over and squeezed her hand. She smiled at me gratefully and squeezed mine back. I couldn’t concentrate on the movie as my head was swimming. I looked at the burn on my arm. It was a pinkish colour now, thanks to my werewolf healing. I thought back to Mary’s letter. She had said that the book she had left was important, and Amber had seen a silver wolf in her dreams. It might be a good idea to have a proper read of that book, I thought to myself.

I waited until Amber had drifted back off to sleep. I walked over to the bookshelf, where she had put the book. She had joked that she was hiding it in plain sight. I pulled out the book and settled back down on the sofa. I wanted to stay next to Amber just in case she had that dream again. I opened the book and began to read. It detailed a legend surrounding an extremely rare werewolf, the silver wolf. According to the book, once every few hundred years, the Moon Goddess herself would come down to earth and bless a newborn baby werewolf. This baby would be the silver wolf. I didn’t get any further phone started ringing. waking Amber back up. It was my mum, checking to see where I was. She had worried when she’d gone into my room to speak to me, and I wasn’t there. I told her that I was at Amber’s and she invited us to come to the restaurant for breakfast this morning. Amber nodded and rushed off to get ready. I laughed and told Mum we’d be there soon.