Derrick

BONUS CHAPTER

This chapter has 1367 words in it. THIS IS NOT CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO. This is chapter Twenty-One, but from Isaac's perspective. I was playing around with the idea and decided to give it a shot. I hope you guys like it :D Thank you for reading!

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"You need to eat."

"I need to kill him."

Behind us, the village was on fire.

"If you don't eat, you won't even make it to him to kill him in the first place," Sarah growled.

She was right. Turning into a giant dog tended to take a lot out of you. But we didn't have time for me to stop and eat. Derrick didn't torch our village just for the sake of torching a village.

I knew he wanted me. I was prepared to give myself up.

That was before he turned the village into a huge bonfire.

I ignored Sarah's angry huff as we walked.

"Where are we going?" Carlos asked.

Nobody knew anything about Carlos. We didn't know where he came from or what he wanted out of life. He just showed up one day and told us he was a large dog in this blunt, bored tone that made me laugh uncontrollably. I had to accept him into my pack after that.

He was scrawny, but somehow managed to be stronger than a lot of the wolves in my pack. I liked him. He had a very inappropriate sense of humor, but I kind of enjoyed monitoring his words around new people.

"Safe house." I muttered. I heard Sarah sigh. She didn't have a lot of patience with me when I refused to take care of myself.

"Which one?" Carlos asked.

"By Sebastian's old kingdom."

"But that's so far," Elvis complained.

Elvis was a heavyset guy who used his mouth for two things: complaining and eating. He was never happy with anything. He ate his feelings. I'd read somewhere that that's a major sign of depression, you know. Eating your feelings.

The thing about Elvis is that he was good at fighting. His wolf was huge and strong. It made up for the massive headache he always caused when something didn't go his way.

"Maybe you'll lose some damn weight," Carlos muttered. I threw him a sharp look. Thoughts were one thing. Talking about it was an ass thing to do.

Carlos rolled his eyes.

I wondered what Elizabeth was doing. Was she okay? Derrick had a sick obsession with her. Do you hurt the people you're obsessed with? Or do you treat them like glass?

I scratched my head as I thought about that.

We all breathed a sigh of relief when the woods came into view. It was an unspoken fact that we all loved the trees and the animals and the seclusion of the woods.

The leaves crunched under our feet as we walked. I wondered if Derrick would expect us coming after him. He wasn't stupid. Of course he'd expect some kind of retaliation.

"This is stupid," Elvis complained.

"Complain about something else," Sarah snapped. She was stressed. The scent radiated off of her in waves.

What was she so stressed about? I was stressed about the village, but not that stressed. She acted as if we'd actually fought someone.

"What are you so stressed about?" I asked, keeping my eyes ahead.