"Sarah, what just happened?" As I entered the living area, Daniel gasped and ran towards me.
As he examined my arm, I remarked, "It's not my blood, at least mostly not my blood."
What kind of blood is this? I sighed, and Daniel questioned
I whispered, "A group of hunters attacked the San Diego pack." They were fortunate that the Hunters were terrible shooters because they lacked defensive training.
Daniel added, making me cringe, "They are going to have to get used to it, as we clearly are staying here."
"In reality, I made the decision that they needed us. As Daniel became more tense, I said, "I took the post.
WHOA, YOU WHAT? Daniel glared at me and hissed.
I said, "I can't just walk away, Daniel," in the hopes that he would comprehend.
"Have you ever considered James's feelings? Her mother will be there, and she won't let her see her," screamed Daniel, his eyes growing enraged.
