Tyler
I am woken up from a restless sleep by my wolf. Castor is pacing and whimpering in my head. ‘What is wrong?’ I ask as I open my eyes and see Amber moving about the room. She appears to be stuffing things into her bag. “What are you doing?” I ask sleepily.
She says nothing as she picks up her bag and leaves the room.
“Amber,” I call and shoot out of bed to follow her. “Amber,” I catch up to her and grab her arm. “Where are you going?”
“I am going to find Marcellus,” She confesses. “I can’t get it out of my head, Tyler.”
“So, you were just going to sneak out?” I look her in the eyes.
She looks at the ground.
“For goddess sake, Amber. I thought we were past stuff like that,” I nearly yelled.
“I don’t expect you to understand, Tyler,” she says and tries to free herself from my g
