Wait! Werewolves Exist?
Chapter 28

AMBER.

I sat staring at the words on the paper silently. finally, they started to sink in. WAIT!! I turned to Becky. “WEREWOLVES EXIST,” I said, my voice raised and slightly high-pitched. “Don’t answer that,” i said before she could reply.I didn’t know what to think. According to this letter, not only are werewolves real, but so are many other things. The type of monsters that I had grown up believing were just in storybooks and nightmares. What’s more, i would also have to accept that I’m one of these monsters, too. How could any of that be real? Yet it had to be. Mary had no reason to be lying about any of it. s**t!!! I’M A f*****g WEREWOLF. How am i supposed to feel about any of this. I’m sad that she thought even for a moment that I could hate her. There is nothing that could ever make me do that. If she kept things from me, then I believe that she had a good reason. Clearly, she thought it was for the best. Now, however, I know, and I can’t just leave and pretend I don’t. I love it here in Lakeside and want to stay. Besides, if it’s true that I’m a werewolf myself, then surely this is the best place for me.

I was relieved to see how much Mary had trusted Ellie and Peter. It would have hurt to replace that they weren’t the wonderful people that I thought they were. I asked Becky if she would mind leaving me to process all of this. Before leaving, she took my hand and told me “I just want you to know that I am here for you. Whatever you decide to do. You don’t have to go through this alone.” I told her that I appreciated that and would call her tomorrow.

Once she left. I sat thinking about what I’d read. Mary had said that Chris is a werewolf. How could I have lived with him all that time and not have known? She had also said that my parents were buried here. Does that mean that I was born here? Is that why I felt at home here so quickly, because it was my home? I took the letter up to bed with me and re-read it over and over until I fell asleep.

BECKY.

As I walked home, my mind was racing. I had planned to tell Amber about Lakeside. I believed she needed to know, I didn’t realise how much that was true. Mary’s letter had been a shock. Although I was kind of honoured that Amber had let me read it. That she had trusted me with the information it contained. I also felt pleased that Mary had put as much trust in my parents.

I was surprised to read about Amber being a werewolf, too, but at least now her appetite made sense, I smiled to myself at that thought. I knew no human could eat like that. I thought about what Mary had written about her parents. That they were murdered. I didn’t know who her parents were, and I didn’t think it had been the best time to ask. Mum and Dad were still at the restaurant when I got home, so I decided to go to bed and get a good night’s sleep.

TANYA.

I wanted to get my hands on that potion. I had been thinking about Amber all day. I had decided that I would know more if I could test the liquid inside that bottle and replace out what kind of potion it is. I arrived at Bluebell Cottage around midnight. Everything was in darkness. Good, she must be asleep. I entered the house and went straight to the box. I took the bottle, replacing it with an identical looking one that I had created earlier. The liquid inside wouldn’t do anything. It had no magical properties at all. Until I knew more about the spells that she was under the influence of, I didn’t want to risk adding anything else.

CHRIS.

I couldn’t sleep, I just lay there tossing and turning. Today had gone better than I’d hoped. Amber had melted into my arms and the s*x was unexpected but f*****g amazing. s*x with Amber had always been really good, but today was on another level. Then that f*****g text. I could kill Kim. Why couldn’t she just leave me the f**k alone. I think Amber believes me that there’s nothing going on and Kim just won’t get the message. At least I hope she believes me. I will try calling in to see her tomorrow. Maybe I should take some flowers. After a few more hours of trying I give up on sleeping and decide to go for a run.

I head downstairs and as I walk past the sitting room I hear voices. I’m surprised as I didn’t expect anyone to be up yet. I slid down and listen outside the door. I hear Jason talking to a woman. From the smell it’s his little witch where from earlier. They were talking about some potion that she had tested. I wasn’t really interested until I heard them mention Amber. The witch wanted to swap the potion back and asked him to get Amber out of the house so she could, but Jason suggested that they use it to their advantage instead. Before he could elaborate a floorboard creaked under my foot so I got the hell out of there. It wouldn’t do any good for me to get discovered spying on an Alpha. Even if it was only him.

TANYA.

I had called Jason in the early hours of the morning. I had finished testing the potion and wanted to tell him what I’d found. The level of magic used in it told me that Amber had to be a very powerful werewolf. Definitely at the very least a high ranking one. Id say Gamma at the least, probably higher. There had also been a formula to retrieve memories in the potion. I told him that she most likely had absolutely no idea who or what she is. I had planned to swap it back now I’m done, but he had a better idea. Jason told me to hang on to the potion, he wanted to know more before giving her the ability to remember everything and wolf out. He told me had invited her to dinner and that they could use that to their advantage. I nodded my agreement and left.

ALPHA JASON STONE.

So Amber is a ranked wolf and probably pretty powerful. Better still, she doesn’t remember a thing. I wonder why she would have willingly lost her memories and hidden her wolf away, but surely if she has the potion to reverse it then it stands to reason that she was a willing party to the original spells. I was formulating a plan. If she’s that powerful of a wolf, then surely it would be better to have her with me than against me. Maybe I could get her to fall in love with me. It doesn’t hurt that she’s beautiful. I found myself looking forward to dinner later.