" Put your hands up " a sheriff came into view pistol pointed at me. He cautiously stepped forward while examining the dead body then my bloodied arms . I only stared blankly at him not intending to move at all.
" I said put your hands up" he shouted while more deputies came into view. If only the world wasn't civilized, I would have started a killing spree searching for Claire's killer. I would have shifted to my wolf and track the murderer's scent. The killer was running and they were here pointing guns at me. They thought I was the killer, I smiled though it seemed so ridiculous.
I ignored the officers and stared back at Claire.
"For the last time.....put em' up " I heard the sheriff shout. But I still remained still. A shock string was aimed at my heart, what did they think of me?
