CHAPTER TWELVE

              I stared at Silver. She was truly a beauty with snow White skin, white-blonde hair, pink thin lips, icy blue eyes. She was looking at me with begging eyes. I snorted and looked away. 

      'Why does my forgiveness matter to her? She must try to do something else. Like! Kill me. I won't trust her ever.'

      Laughter filled the air. My attention diverted to them. The handsome boys from the table. I got discharged from the hospital one hour ago. 

     Shock still could be read over my features that I was sleeping for a week. How did the werewolf girl do this? She seemed close to my age but stronger than me, too strong. 

     We sat around the campfire. I had experienced this before. Jasper offered me a beer. Daniel hit him on his biceps, "She's sick, man." He drawled and grabbed the beer from him and took a long swing f