The Story Of Red Riding Hood and Her Wolf
Red is not your usual Hood. At twenty-one, she's not going to marry the Leader's son. She wants someone who loves her for her. So when Wolvric comes around, war might break out.
"My dear Red, what a beautiful voice you have."
I whirled around, the voice behind me.
It was a wolf. He had dark gray fur and gray-silver eyes.
"Y-you talk?" I stammered, pressing my basket close to my body.
"Of course my dear," He chided, his ears flicking. "Have any of you Hoods any brains?"
He suddenly transformed into a human. A very handsome human. He had black hair like I did, but gray and white streaked through. His eyes were the same steely gray as before. He was draped in all black: tight black shirt and dark black jeans.
"We transform between human and wolf, sweetie." His voice was smooth and deep, captivating me.
"Don't call me sweetie," I hissed.
"Ooh, feisty huh, Red?"
(Editing. And new cover!)