Tylant wolf

Chapter nineteen

"Peterson?" I yelled loudly. His body laid still and flat against the ground. Blood seeped from his head. I could feel myself flashing back to my dream of me drinking his blood.

I then looked back at his face and my thoughts went away altogether. No. My love for him is stronger then my thirst for blood and it always has been. I moved quickly and held his head in my hands getting them wet with blood.

The sky thundered loudly and rain started to pour down. Perfect.

"Help! Somebody help me! It's Peterson!" I cried out into the stormy night sky.

Immediately warriors that keep patrol of the borders ran over here. "I'll mind link the doctor hult." He said swiftly. Shocked at the name I barely noticed Peterson groan quietly.

I watched them pick up Peterson and carry him out of the garden and inside the house. I scrambled after them and suddenly a burst of boo's came out of everyone's mouth when I ran in. I stopped and someone slammed into my side sending my flying.

I landed on the ground roughly and I heard Charlie run into the run. "Hey that's your Luna! What do you think you're doing!"

I pushed myself off the ground ignoring the man whispering into Charlie's ear something and his face flushing white.

Then in a flash there was bangs coming from all the windows and doors. People screamed loudly and I could hear the familiar sounds of howls coming from the patrol borders.

Ignoring the chaos going on I followed the guards to the doctors room but they slammed the doors shut without letting me in. "What the hell is this? Let me in!" I demanded.

The two guards looked at each other and one of them pushed me back. I steadied myself so I wouldn't fall flat on my butt and I felt rage fill me. "I said let me fucking in!" I went back to the door but the guards pushed me back.

I saw Rosie run by quickly out of the corner of my eye. "Oh thank god Rosie!" I cried out. She stopped running abruptly and turned to me.

"I can't talk Ch- I mean hult." She stammered and her face turned bright red. She was sweating roughly and her clothes and dirt smudges and blood on it.

"Oh my god are you okay?!" I went to to check her but she stepped back.

I took a step forward and reached my hand out but she slapped it away. She shook her head and tried to run off again but I called out.

"It's Peterson! He's hurt! They won't let me in please Rosie!"

She turned to me one last time and I saw her crying, tears trailing down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry Chloe. I had to." She turned around and then stopped. "Just, please just remember that you've been a better friend to me then anyone else has." She then zoomed off again and I was left standing there hurt and confused.

She dropped something out of her pocket and I looked down at the crumbled up picture of the both of us that night at Peterson's party. There was a big circle on my face with a line through it.

I flipped the picture over and saw three words repeatedly written over and over again in small writing.

I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry.

I read those words over and over again. What's going on?

I ran back to the doctors door and with a new found strength I looked the two guards in the eyes and I flashed my fangs at them. "Move out of the way or I'll rip your throat out!" I hissed at them watching there eyes widen.