Amber and her wolves

After our conversation, followed by an argument, me and Bradley drove to the George's mansion. George is the last name of Alec and Danial, sorry I forgot to mention it before. Once we got out of the car I could feel loads of eyes on me. Bradley took out my bag and told me to stay calm. He didn't know what I had packed. I won't tell him. I had a knife in my pocket and I held it tight. Bradley didn't even knock and walked straight in. We were greeted by Rose, the boys mum and Harvey, the boys dad. Rose tried to hug me and I backed away. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want to be near werewolves. I wanted to be at home in bed sleeping this whole mess away. Rose looked hurt by my action and Bradley smiled at her apologetically. I felt hands on my waist and I took the knife out and held it to the persons neck. "Amber what did I say about weapons?" Bradley asked.

"You expect me to go into a house full of wolves with no weapons? Your insane and as soon as Alpha Dominic is gone I'm going home and back to how it use to be. No ties with any of you." I said. They all looked hurt at what I said. I didn't care. They were wolves and I wasn't human either. They would get over it. I just had to find Dominic and kill him. "Your not going anywhere." I heard someone growl behind me. I turned to see an angry Alec standing there. He had grown claws and his eyes were black. "Whose going to stop me?" I asked. That was probably the worst thing to say in this kind of situation. I realised that when Alec picked me up and chucked me on his bed. He left and locked the door behind him. I kept banging on it and trying to open it but it wouldn't work. I collapsed on the floor crying. I was locked in a room with a bunch of wolves and all I had on me right now was a small knife. I wanted my mum. She always knew what to do no matter the situation. And my dad. My dad should be here kicking everyone's asses. I wanted my parents back. It was my fault they were killed. If I had been home an hour earlier they wouldn't be dead. It's not fair. Why did this Dominic guy want me so much? I wasn't powerful. At the end of the day, I was still a scared little girl. I caused my parents death. I cried into my hands. I needed someone, anyone to tell me that everything was going to be ok. A fire started in the opposite side of the room. Shit, shit, shit, this was not happening. I started to bang on he door screaming fire at the top of my lungs. Why was there no smoke detector in here? I was coughing and choking on the fumes and laying there helpless. This is how I'm going to die, burned alive.