The pack regarded me, unmoving. Frozen, I stared back.
Then the leader rose from its haunches and walked towards me. Breathing shallowly, I stepped backwards for each step it took forward. Suddenly, my heel caught on a tree root, and I fell on my back.
When it got close enough, it leaned its head towards my neck, and I'm almost sure my heart stopped. But, for some reason, it sniffed me, and didn't tear out my throat. My heart resumed beating after that.
It turned to the rest of the pack and barked something before walking away to join them. Another smaller wolf trotted over to me and looked me in the eyes, then at the pack, and then followed them as the group began to leave. It paused to look back at me, then back at them meaningfully. I got up and followed it, wondering why it wanted me to.
The moon illuminated the way, cutting through the trees.
Author's Note:
Happy, Paige?
I decided to alleviate a little of the vicious cliff-hanger.
More LATER.
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