her eyes, she turned her still dirty face away from Amber.
Amber felt bad for leaving Hanna to deal with everything on her own, but she had no choice . When the hallway was clear, she s lipped from the room and out through the sliding glass doors . Quickly l eaving the hospital, she hopped in the jeep and got out of the parking lot just as the patrol car was pulling in. She quickly glanced into the rearview mirror and over her shoulder. The officer hadn’t paid her any attention and release the breath she had been holding.
Now on a mission, s he headed back toward the campgrounds. She was familiar with the roads in the area, so she pulled her jeep off the road and out of view. Jogging through the woods, her hiking boots crunched only lightly on the branches and she slowed her pace once she got closer to the campsite.
One thing her mother had taught her was how to stay well hidden. Blending into her surroundings, Gerald never knew he was being watched . A ctually he was being stalked since he was now her prey . It would ha ve been so easy to walk straight into the campsite and stab him in his sleep, but doing so would be a merciful kill, plus, she was not a murderer, not in her human form anyway . In her wolf form, she knew it could be a different story. Werewolves loved the taste of human blood. Gerald would wish it had been the human who killed him instead of her beast. Though the thought was somewhat troubling, she wanted Gerald to know what was happening to him. She w anted him to know the pain . He should feel the same kind of humiliation and suffering he had inflicted on Hanna and probably countless other girls . She hoped her wolf made him suffer. Not allow him a quick and painless death. She wanted him to feel terror.
Amber couldn’t help but think of Hanna, how she had tearfully and shamefully given the details of everything Geral d had done to her. From what Hanna could tell, he had held her in the small tent for two to three weeks. Amber held her while she shuddered, recalling how he assaulted her, raping her repeatedly. W hen she fought back, he hit her hard enough to knock her out and she w ould wake up screaming into the gag with him panting over her. Other times he would hit her hard enough to just to stun her so she couldn’t fight. She was awake through the entire ordeal, but couldn’t move or do anything to get away. Clenching her hands in anger, Amber had listened to Hanna telling the doctor the details of his attack.
Sitting the heart of the woods, watching his campsite for movement, Amber closed her eyes and shook her head lightly to clear the vivid images from her mind. She knew h olding Hanna was little comfort for what she had been through. It had taken all her will power to not rush out of the room and run out to the woods and kill him for what he had done. She had to keep her mind on what was happening and what she needed to do. Amber planned her attack.
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Standing in the kitchen of the bar, she wished she could go back out to the campsite and end his pitiful life right then and there . She still fought for control, forcing herself to remain calm. She was so ready to allow her wolf to make its first kill and satiate the bloodlust which would ove rcome her upon her first turn. Lost in thought she didn’t notice Catherine standing in fr ont of her until she spoke .
“Hon, you still look like crap, are you sure you feel like being here tonight ? ” Catherine bobbed up and down in front of Amber, trying to get her to look her in the eye.
Amber did her best to avoid eye contact by looking over her head and out into the bar that was already filling with people. She actually fe lt the way she looked, like shit . S he hadn’t g otten any sleep because she had stayed in the woods after leaving the hospital . Even though she went back to her room for a couple hours , sleep eluded her when she tried to nap before her shift at the bar. A dark corner would be the perfect place to crawl