Wait! Werewolves Exist?
Chapter 29

ALPHA JASON STONE.

I had decided that at dinner tonight, I would tell Amber about werewolves, about Lakeside being a pack, about me being Alpha, about the Moon Goddess ceremony, everything. I wanted her to trust me, so I figured it was for the best that she heard these things from me. Maybe I should shift for her, too. That way, she will know what to expect, and I will appear sensitive and caring.

I was feeling quite pleased with myself when the sound of a throat being cleared loudly brought me out of my thoughts. “Dad!” I exclaimed “I was miles away. Did you need something?” He stood in the doorway, looking annoyed. “What the f**k is going on around here son?” He asked “I go away for a few days, and come back to replace out that there’s apparently a human living here, A f*****g Baxter is wandering around the pack and sleeping in this house. On top of all that I can smell a f*****g witch as well. So again I ask. What the f**k is going on, son?” He’s pissed at me. I ask him to sit and tell him about Amber being a werewolf but not knowing it and everything else. He sat quietly for a few minutes before breaking into a huge grin. “This Amber was raised by Mary James you say, It can’t be, I thought she was dead. Son, if she is who I think she is then you are to make her your Luna. Do you understand? I need to meet her for myself.” I was confused. “Who do you think she is Dad? She’s coming here tonight for dinner.” I waited for his reply. “Let me replace out for sure, but if I’m right then this is good news son, very good news indeed. He went off smiling.

DAVID STONE.

Could it be? I had thought that she was killed along with her parents all those years ago. Could Mary really have taken her and kept her hidden all this time? I wasn’t sure that I could wait until dinner, I may have to go and replace her before then. I needed to know.

AMBER.

I headed up to the cemetery this morning. I wanted to see my parents’ graves for myself. It was so peaceful. The pack cemetery was large and well kept. I spent a long time looking for their graves. I checked headstone after headstone, but I couldn’t replace Liam and Sarah Collins anywhere. I was ready to give up when I remembered the birth certificate in the box. I looked for a Liam and Sarah Rivers instead, but I still had no luck. I decided to head back and call in to the restaurant. I wanted to see Becky. I had a million questions to ask her.

When I got there, Becky was just finishing a shift. She looked surprised, yet happy to see me. “Amber, I was worried about you after last night. How are you doing?” she asked. “I’m OK. I think, but I was wondering if you had some time to talk?” She nodded and suggested that we go for a walk. That sounded nice, the weather was beautiful, so I nodded. She went into the kitchen telling me to hold on a minute.

While I was waiting, I found myself watching Adam. He was waiting on a table of two women. They were giggling flirtatiously, and for some reason, that annoyed me. He looked up and saw me watching. Smiling, he excused himself and came over. “Hi, are you after a table?” He asked, still smiling. I was blushing slightly but couldn’t help feeling a little pleased that he’d left them to come over to me. “I’m just waiting for Becky.” I told him. “We are going for a walk.” Why was I telling him that.

At that moment, Becky emerged from the kitchen with a small cooler bag. “Sandwiches and sodas.” She said, patting it. “Great idea.” I told her. “Have fun, you two.” Adam said, going back to work. I looked back over at the women. They were watching Adam talking to me. They looked a bit annoyed. Why had I been bothered by him flirting with them. It didn’t help that they were gorgeous. Actually, everyone in Lakeside was attractive. I hadn’t seen a single person who was even slightly plain. Yet another thing to ask Becky about.

We were walking up Main Street, heading for the woods, when a tall man suddenly stepped in front of us. “Rebecca, how are you? And who is this lovely young lady?” He asked. Bekky looked a little bit nervous. “Mr Stone. Umm I’m fine. This is my friend.” She said. He turned to me, his pale blue eyes fixed firmly on my face. “David Stone.” He introduced himself, holding out his hand. “Amber James.” I responded, shaking his hand. Wasn’t that the name in Mary’s letter, the one she said couldn’t be trusted? He smiled at me, and I couldn’t help thinking that it was a little shark like. It didn’t quite look friendly. “Ahhh the young lady that’s moved to our little town. I hope you are liking it here. I knew Mary. We were very close at one point.” He continued. “I love it here.” I told him. Offering no more information than that. We stood awkwardly for a few more minutes before he said goodbye and walked away. Becky and I carried on to the woods. I soon forgot about the strange moment with Mr Stone. I was still amazed by the beauty of Lakeside. As we walked through the trees, I felt completely at peace. After a short while, we came out into a clearing. Right in the centre, there was a crystal clear lake. I gasped. It was the lake from my dream. “I figured this would be a good place to sit and talk. After all, Mary asked to have some of her ashes spread here in her letter.” Becky said, gently touching my arm. I threw my arms around her, a tear rolling down my cheek. “Thank you.” We sat down, and I explained to her why the lake meant a lot to me.