He began to make his way towards me, each step accelerating in sync with my heart. Domestic growls coming from his chest, rumbling to the ground. The light soon grazed just the top of his face for me to see vibrant, blue eyes for a quick second.
My bare feet planted, and I couldn't move. My head kept telling me to run-run-run, but my wolf was begging me to stay.
I didn't get to choose what option was better, because next thing I saw happened in a blur. A flash of black suddenly rushed towards me and then, he was running, straight ahead.
Knife ready, and hungry to kill.
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