Chapter 13: Friend 2.

Silver is a wolf, a white wolf from the myths. Granny only ever told stories about them but I never believed they'd actually thrive in existence.

Itching, itching badly to open my mouth but I feel engraved into the promise I made. A secret so big it crushes my shoulders...yet, I must not tell a soul. 

I must not defy my words. But...it's hard to contain it. "Heather you have to hold it in".

That murderous intent in his subtle orbs as he took out the remnant of life from that wolf...he was so clam and unfazed. Like he's been into the act for long.

Shivers run down my spine at the hideous memory. "A bloody, god-damned white wolf...right under our noses all this time. And we had no idea".

I kick the air, pacing back and forth in my bedroom. Chanting to myself that I must tell no one. Gosh! I suck at secrets! I tell everything to my- Mom!

That's it! I can just tell her and for sure she'll understand. I'll talk to Silver about it once we see