CHRIS.
I stopped at a b and b about an hour away from Lakeside. A car pulled in before me and an old guy in a nice suit got out. I recognised him from Mary’s funeral. What was he doing here? I wondered. A human wouldn’t have any business at Lakeside, so he must be up here to see Amber. If not him being here would be a hell of a coincidence. I checked in and headed up to my room. I would call my Dad in the morning so he could contact Stone, let him know I’m coming. Why did she have to be in f*****g Lakeside? Of all the packs, it had to be that one. Does her being there mean that she knows about werewolves now? Does she know about me? Things were about to get a whole lot more complicated.
Becky.
I like Amber. I had liked her straight away. I wanted to be her friend, but I’ve never had a
