Amber POV
"No Doll-face! It's just little old evil me!"
My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach, and all that happiness I had momentarily felt shattered. I could feel the rage build up quick, my body feeling like it was on fire as my claws started to emerge. I let out a deep rage filled growl as felt the urge to shift. In the blink of an eye, I had shifted into my snow-white wolf and had Gretchen pinned to the wall with her jugular in my jaws.
The look of pure terror written all over her face was satisfying as I chuckled inside. Her arms were flailing as she tried to release herself from my grip. I uttered a low warning growl letting her know that if she didn't stop, I wouldn't hesitate to rip her jugular out. She suddenly stopped moving, seeming to be fear consuming her. What I didn't know was that her fingers were moving slightly, moving Jeb as if he were a puppet. Suddenly I heard a shout from my mother and as I let go of Gretchen's neck to turn and see what my mother was shouting about, I came face to face with Jeb just as he slammed his fist into my head making my vision blur and my ears ring loudly.
My grip on Gretchen dropped as I moved my paws to catch myself as I fell to the ground. I could hear my mother screaming at Jeb, but the ringing in my ears didn't allow me to hear the words that were being said. Gretchen's disgusting cackling could be heard clearly, even above the ringing and I started to shake my head to get the sounds away.
Too consumed with my attempts at getting the ringing and cackling out of my head, I hadn't realized that Gretchen had moved completely away from me and Jeb was closing the distance. I felt a pair of strong hands lift my up by the scruff of my neck. A yelp left my lips as an overwhelming need to shift consumed me. My bones started cracking and within seconds I was left being held by my throat by non-other than Jeb in nothing other than my birthday suit. His eyes instantly turned black, letting me know that was the worst possible decision I could have made. I took a deep breath and tried thinking of what to do next when there was a bright twinkling glow coming from my necklace. I moved one of my hands from my throat to my necklace and closed my eyes. I didn't want to leave my mother but I needed to get out of here. Away from Gretchen, away from Jeb. Away from this whole entire fucked up situation. But where to go? The only possible answer that kept coming was Damien. Knowing he wasn't a place but a person I didn't know if it was going to work, but I needed to try something. Thinking of nothing other than Damien I felt a surge of energy course through my body and suddenly there were no hands around my neck anymore.
I opened my eyes and I was in the middle of the woods. Trying to take in my surroundings I turned my head to the loud thumping noise of paws hitting the ground at an alarming rate, sounding as if they were heading straight for me. My eyes met a pair of Emerald green eyes belonging to the unmistakable midnight black wolf of my mate. Our eyes stayed locked as I heard a low possessive growl emanate from him towards those of the others that were hot on his tail. Not even bothering to look to see who was with him I started running to Damien. He shifted into his human form and I could hear the desperation in his voice as we closed the distance between us.
"Amber!" he screamed, so full of excitement I felt tingles run throughout my body. I jumped into his arms, flowering him with kisses all over his face before capturing his lips in a hungry kiss filled with desperation. Pulling me closer to him while he broke away from the kiss, he looked at me in a mixture of disbelief and relief. "Amber, baby, how are you here? How did you get away?" he started. "We were on our way to get you!"
Wrapping my arms around his neck I squeezed him tight in a hug. "OH Damien, I missed you so much! I was so scared! You cannot believe who is behind this!" I started rambling on when the sudden question popped into my mind. How on earth did they know where I was going to be? I went to make my way out of Damien's arms when he lowly growled in my ear.
"Don't." It was one word. One word that filled my body with desire and need for him. I brought my hands underneath his chin and lifted it up so that his eyes met mine.
"Damien, how did you know where I was? Where are we?" I whispered.
Damien leaned his head down and put his face in the crook of my neck, taking a deep breath in as if to calm himself. "Amber, I don't know how to tell you this..." he began pausing for a moment. "Gretchen is responsible for all of this. I don't know why or how or who all is involved, but I do know that when I see that bitch again, she is as good as dead." he gritted out.
I ran my fingers through his hair to comfort him, feeling his tenseness relax slightly. Kissing the top of his head, I began to speak. "Oh Damien, I know she is responsible. I know more than you do at this point, but we need somewhere private to talk. I don't know who all is in on this and she can shift!"
He pulled his head up quickly and looked at me with a 'Duh' look.
I started shaking my head vigorously, "no no that's not what I mean Damien! She isn't only a werewolf, she's a witch too! She can shift into anyone she wants! She shifted into you!!" Damien's eyes went wide with this information.
"What do you mean she can shift into anyone she wants?" he asked incredulously. "You've seen this yourself?" he asked.
I nodded my head quickly. "Yes! I saw it at least twice! She turned from you into herself just before I got away and before that she was my MOM! Oh my god! My MOM! We have to go save her! I don't know what they will do to her!" I started panicking.
"Amber you hate your mom? What are you talking about?" Damien asked confused.
"No No NO." I shook my head with tears filling my eyes. "Damien...my mom hasn't been my mom. They have been holding my mom for ten years there, wherever there is! She has been a prisoner this whole time and Gretchen has been pretending to be her!"
I heard a gasp and a pained cry from behind us. When I looked up, I met the pained eyes of my father. He looked so broken by what he just heard, but I had to confirm it to him.
"Dad, Mom's alive. We have to save her before they do something."