CASPER’S POV
I was breathing heavily and I didn’t know if the masked killer was still after me. I ran into a dark cave and lay quietly on the ground, with my arms around my body to keep me warm. The bruises on my body were still fresh and I didn’t want the killer to catch up with me or else I would be dead. I thought about Celeste and Chase and the entire pack and what would become of them, if I was killed. The air was chilly, as winter season was approaching and I lay there silently, wondering if the cold would kill me before the masked killer found me. I felt something tugging at my leg and when I moved, I was dragged out of the cave violently. I lay on the cold ground with the masked killer on top of me with a sharp knife. He removed his mask to reveal his face. Mother?
I jumped out
