Wait! Werewolves Exist?
Chapter 54

ELLIE.

I was going out of my mind with worry. I knew that Adam was alive. As his mother, I would feel it if he died. After what Becky had told us earlier, though, I was also sure that he was hurt. It was taking everything I had not to march up to the Alpha house and demand that my son be released. The only thing stopping me is that my whole family would probably be punished for it. I looked over at Peter, and I could see the same war going on in his head. I walked over and put my arms around him. The mate bond helped to calm our racing emotions a little. He bent down and kissed the top of my head. “What do I do, El?” He asked his voice shaky. I had to confess that I didn’t know.

AMBER.

I was still thinking about Becky’s strange behaviour as I settled back down on the sofa. I still felt a little bit too shaky to go upstairs. I told myself that I was probably overthinking things, that she was worried about Adam. Of she was acting strange her brother was missing. I scolded myself. I felt an odd twinge when I thought of Adam. I hope he’s OK. I drifted back off to sleep before long.

OH NO!!! NOT HERE!!! I was back on the side of that road. The sound of fighting filling the air. I looked up at my mother. Her beautiful face was twisted in pain, but it wasn’t her pain. I looked over her shoulder and saw my dad taking on three vicious looking wolves by himself. Another already lay dead on the floor. He looked over at us, and our eyes met for a second. One of the wolves pounced, and I screamed. Dad caught the wolf and snapped his neck. The other two attacked together.

Dad shifted suddenly and met them head on. One sunk its teeth into his side, and he yelped in pain. The wolf that had bitten him flew backwards into a tree. There was a huge crack as his body collided with the trunk. My mother looked at me in surprise. Wait, had I done that? The same way I’d thrown Kim backwards. My dad easily took out the last wolf now that it was one on one.

He made his way over to us, b***d running down his side from the bite mark. I closed my eyes tightly. I knew what was coming next. I heard the shot ring out and my mother’s screams. I couldn’t bear to watch again, but hearing it wasn’t much better. I heard the second shot, and it went quiet. I forced myself to open my eyes. I wanted to see the face of the person who had done this. The person that had taken them from me. I looked into his pale blue eyes and gasped. I recognised that face. His black hair was stuck to his forehead with sweat. The gun in his hand glinted into the sun. I glanced over at my parents’ bodies, laying on the cold hard ground, and felt anger burning inside me. I looked back at him and screamed. It wasn’t a scream of fear but of pure rage. He was thrown backwards, hitting his head on the ground as he landed. I walked over to him, unconscious in the dirt. I don’t know what I was going to do next. I stood over him, hate pouring out of me.

A hand on my shoulder made me jump. I turned to see Mary. I threw myself into her arms. The tears flowed so hard. I thought that they’d never stop. Mary explained that my dad had mindlinked her before he died. He wanted her to get me to safety. My dad had made sure to protect me even with his last moments. She told me that we needed to leave before he woke up. She looked down at the man who was still knocked out. Her eyes were filled with hurt. Not just for my parents, but there was something else there. Betrayal. Mary wrapped me up in her arms, and suddenly, we were back in Bluebell cottage.

I woke up in a cold sweat. It was getting dark outside now. I reached over and opened the wooden box, which was still sitting on the coffee table. I pulled out the letters and read them again. The letters were clearly from a boyfriend. They were full of love. By the last letter something had changed. It seemed almost as if love had become obsession. The language was almost possessive. I looked at the initial at the bottom. The look in Mary’s eyes had told me exactly who D was. David Stone had been in live with Mary. David Stone had killed my parents. He was their Beta. Their friend. Why? I wanted to know. No, I needed to know. Why had he done what he did? Why did he betray them?

I got up. I wasn’t feeling shaky anymore. I decided to go for a walk. Maybe the fresh air and moonlight would help soothe me. I found myself wandering through the streets until I ended up outside of a cosy looking cottage. I looked at the sign, and it said Kingfisher. That sounded familiar. I’m sure someone had mentioned it before. I could smell that amazing scent again, summer rain and lilacs. I felt the anger melting away and a sense of calm taking over as I stood there inhaling it. I kept walking until I reached Nightingale cottage. I was about to knock when I saw them through the window. Ellie was in Peters arms crying. I backed away, not wanting to intrude. The anger was returning. I was angry that their family was being hurt. I loved them all of them. It was painful to see them like this. Knowing Adam was probably suffering only made it worse. I needed a plan. I would get him home to them. I don’t know how i was going to do that, but somehow, i knew that I would