Amber’s P.O.V.
This was it. This was the night I was going to die. I was 21 years old and I was going to die. I swallowed, even though I wasn’t able to get past the huge lump in my throat. The only thing that I could feel was fear, fear so intense it froze me. I wasn’t able to move, speak, think. I was just… stuck.
I was standing inside Nikki’s nursery. Inside Alpha Archer and Luna Bec’s house. I was just the babysitter, I was nobody special. I had no title or power, and yet, I was the one standing in the room with a lunatic standing right in front of her, who was sitting in the rocking chair, waving a knife through the air as if it were 'Febreze'.
I was just standing in the crowd during the Alpha ceremony, along with all the rest of the pack. I had been standing next to Alpha Archer’s
