AMBER.
Walking home, my head was swimming with everything Becky had told me. Being a werewolf sounded wonderful and terrifying at the same time. I had thought about how in love my parents had looked in the photos. They were more than just in love. They were mates, I now realised. I approached my house to find Chris sitting on the doorstep, waiting for me. “Amber, can we talk about yesterday.” I let him in and told him that I believed him about Kim. I don’t know why, but I was sure that he was telling the truth. “Thank you, babe, now we can start making things right.” He moved in to kiss me, but I stopped him. “Chris, just because I believe that you’re not shagging her anymore doesn’t change the fact that you did. I just found out a lot of things today and I’m just trying to understand it
