Chapter 112

(Dean POV)

'Son. Don't move ok? Daddy will be right back!'

'Yes daddy.' I whisper, scared beyond anything I've ever dealt with before.

What is he doing?

Where has dad gone?

Why am I hiding behind this massive tree stump?

Being a curious young boy, I peek from my hiding place and see dad stood over a bloodied man slumped on the floor.

Dad is holding his gun.

He's a policeman; although a shifter too. He always carries his gun and badge.

Unable to tear my eyes away, I watch as my dad shoots the man in the head; blood shooting out and onto dad's chilling smiling face.

My jaw drops and a chill of fear takes over my limbs.

My dad just killed someone!

Suddenly the area is lit up by a bright white light from a loud helicopter above us, shining on my father.

Sparing one last look at me, my dad flees the scene, leaving me with the dead blood covered body, not 5 feet from me.

Tears fill my eyes and I shakil