Peter

Laura's point of view:

Right after looking at his face, I felt the same wave of cold breeze bring me back to reality.

In no time, I was back in my room, alone!

I wanted to convince myself that everything that happened was nothing but my mind creating and imagining things.

There's no way that Peter, the sweet boy from high school, is a killer - a hunter.

Still, my wolf shouted back inside my head that we needed to hurry and save the boy.

Well, she's right. The only problem is, I don't know how to help the poor kid.

I tried to push my mind to remember anything that could be helpful. Luckily, remembering a lake the boy passed by while running kind of helped me locate his whereabouts.

Without knowing what I should do, I jumped out of the window and started racing to save the boy.

I jumped on two feet but landed on four. I ran as hard as I could, with the sole thought of saving the young wolf.

In no time, I was exactly where I had seen the kid.

To my surprise, there was no one there, but I