Chapter 6

Megan

Sam led me to the front door of a large brick house in a secluded neighborhood surrounded by forest.

Fear of the unknown twisted in my gut.

Were werewolves safe?

I shook my head and then winced as my muscles protested the simple movement. I'd known Sam for years. Granted, I'd never known he was a werewolf. As scared and confused as I was, I tried to keep hold of the fact that Sam hadn't bitten me on purpose. It wasn't like he'd kidnapped me and changed me against my will. Although, he had technically changed me against my will and might as well have kidnapped me. I swallowed the resentment down as it flared back up.

We were at the door. I gulped. I felt the animal pacing inside, threatening to erupt again.

"Sam," I whispered shakily. His eyes trailed over my face, and he took my hand before I could refuse. I thought it might have been as much for his benefit as for mine. He'd never been anything but kind to me, was even voted the most responsible guy in our senior class. He wasn't a figurative monster.

Please don't let me burst into fur and then be naked in front of his parents!

Sam squeezed my hand as though sensing my thoughts. I tried to tug my hand from his grasp but was strangely relieved when he held it firmly.

He opened the door, and my world shifted on its axis for the second time that night.

"Rev?" I blurted unceremoniously as my eyes focused on the three people in the room. Sam's parents jerked to their feet. The third adult was none other than my grandpa's closest friend and army buddy, Reverend Daniel Butterfield.

Rev took one glance at me, sniffed the air as if for confirmation, and his eyes nearly popped out of his head.

Mr. Wolfe stood heavily, nostrils flaring, shock widening his eyes as anger turned his face red. A vein pulsed in his forehead.

"Samuel." It was a thunderous statement that had my bones knocking together and the animal inside me cowering. Sam flinched beside me as his hand tightened around mine. My worry kicked up another notch as Sam subtly angled himself in front of me.

Was I in danger? Too many thoughts swirled in my brain, and I felt dizzy.