Amber and her wolves

I didn't know what I should do. In the end I did the only thing that came to mind. Run. I ran into the forest running in circles to try and distract Danial if he dared to come after me. These woods went on for miles and miles. It took my dad three hours to reach the end of the woods in a car. That was a fun day. My dad had came down and told my mum to pack a picnic for the because he found an amazing spot to eat. We did what my dad said and we drove to the edge of he woods. There was an opening and it was amazing. The trees outlined the clearing in a horse shoe shape giving lots of shade and lots of sun at the same time. At the opposite side there was a pond that lead into a lake. It was the most amazing place to be. We ended up going there at least once a week. I hadn't been to that spot in over a year. But I knew the way like the back of my hand. So I ran in the direction of the lake to try and get my head cleared. We had once walked to our place and it took just over four hours to get there. Hopefully with me running it could take less.

I don't know how much time passed by I was finally at the lake. I fell to the floor too tired to stand anymore. I mean I had just ran for who knows how long trying to escape wolves. But not just any wolves, werewolves. And that werewolf was my best friend. I walked over to a tree that was in the shade and tried to calm my breathing and my mind. How could Danial not tell me something like this? What the claw marks on my parents, was it them? Did my parents annoy them and they lost control or something? Oh god, are they going to kill me? Wait if Danial was a werewolf, does that make Alec one too? Was he going to kill me because I rejected him? I was going to die. I heard a twig snap and I was up, bow and arrows ready. I saw the same wolf that Danial shifted into, coming out of the woods towards me. I raised my bow and arrow and he froze. He shifted back to his human self and I could see the hurt all over his eyes. "Amber, please let me explain." He started. He held his hands up in a surrendering way. He came forward one step at a time. He wouldn't stop. I told him to stop or I would shot. He still didn't. I was too scared of him to be anywhere near him. I let the string go and so did the arrow. I shot him in his left shoulder. He screamed and tried to get it out whilst I ran back to the house. It was gone midnight, so I just collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.