The Tribe
She whispers.
“I’ll be back.” I say, handing her my phone.
“I know.” She whispers, taking it, clutching it to her chest.
I run out and shift, ripping my clothes.
By the time I arrive at the scene, it’s a fucking bloodbath.
Wyatt, Robbie, and Gabriel, I didn’t expect him to be here, are tearing wolves apart left, right, and centre.
I look around, and what stops me in my tracks, making me see fucking red, is Amber on the ground, naked and injured, trying to get someone off of her.
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