#Chapter 104: The Comfort of A Father

Amber’s POV Panic and fear gripping my soul, I was desperate to protect my daughter, even from herself, so I chased her into the forest. I’d follow her for as long as she needed to run. Every time I nearly caught up to her, she changed paths, careful to avoid me. Her wolf was frightened and fast, and with her small size, she could zip through places that I had to push my way through – under bushes and through logs. I would chase her forever though. She was my daughter and she needed me. I would never let her get away and be hurt. I would do whatever I had to do to keep her safe, even from herself. Finally, I managed to corner her inside the stump of an old, rotted-out tree. Her wolf was small, still a frightened pup. As I towered over her, she shrunk against the stump, whimpering and grunting, still in pain. Still afraid. I chuffed a few times in response, trying to be comforting. Yet, every time I tried to edge nearer, the pup would panic and push itself further into the stu