Dangerous

Chapter 2

The next couple of days after her encounter with Rasper that first time weren't nearly as uncomfortable as Bonnie initially thought they would be. Each time they met she found herself enjoying her time with him completely. Although there was still this hard almost feral look in his eye when he first arrived and when she says that she has to leave. Bonnie found herself unable not to care about him, always asking how his day is and making him smile when he most needs it.

Her mother worked as a Pa for some jewellery company and often was too busy with work. Bonnie missed her Mum. Back in England she wasn't nearly as busy as she was now and always had time for Bonnie but lately she's had to rely on herself.

One unusually hot afternoon Bonnie found herself sunbathing just beside the lake. She was early by a couple of hours to meet Rasper and Bonnie couldn't wait to see him again. She had strong feelings for them, despite only meeting a few days ago. There was just a immediate connection between the two that she couldn't deny.

Eyes closed behind her sunglasses and covered with sunscreen the warm sun washed over her skin, leaving a tingle behind. She could feel beads of sweat starting to form in the valley between her breasts. It was an erotic sensation that Bonnie couldn't deny. Would you have thought that before Rasper came along? No, probably not. Bonnie blindly reached for the short shards of grass beside her and unconsciously picked at them.

A cool breeze played across her heightened skin. Bonnie heard a sharp intake of breath and panting close by. Either it was about to rain or someone had just stepped in front of her and blocked the sun, because a large shadow descended over her. She knew it had to be Rasper because he's been the only one she's seen at the lake or in the forest come to think about it. She guessed he liked her bikini top because he never made to speak other than his chesty panting. Bonnie knew the top of the strapless yellow and pokodotted white bikini barely covered her DD breasts but it was too hot to wear a shirt or even a tank top for that matter.

This morning when she was contemplating sunbathing for a few hours before meeting Rasper at the lake she decided on just wearing a pair of cut off shorts and a white tank top with her bikini on underneath. Bonnie figured that if she got too hot that she could just lose the top and/or maybe the shorts. And she was right. It was too hot to be laying around in the sun covered up. Breathing for a few more seconds she finally opened her eyes.

Bonnie had to blink a few times to get her bearings but when she did her breathing almost stopped. Holy fucking shit! That couldn't be a dog. Could it? It looked like a... Like a giant rancid wolf. With a generous amount of foam coming from between its teeth. He stood possibly over five feet tall at the shoulders.

Before she could scream he growled ferociously at Bonnie. Baring his teeth at her. Paralysed with shock Bonnie couldn't move. Couldn't breath. It felt almost as if somebody sucked all the oxygen out of her lungs and refused to give her any more. The brown wolf thing growled again stepping closer towards Bonnie. She screamed.

In thundered footsteps and a whoosh of air the giant wolf thing was moved away from her by another of its kind. Only this one looked taller possibly 5ft and a half maybe more at the shoulders. It growled loudly bearing its large canine teeth at the brown mutt. More wolves came out of the forest standing in protective stances. They each bowed lowly when the large black wold growled. They looked like a pack. Bonnie looked towards them and noted many curious looks if wolves gave them. She sympathised with them because she didn't know either what was going on.

The brown wolf sprung forward attacking the larger black one with uncoordinated moves. It Sprang forward and stepped backwards continuously like he didn't know what to do whilst growling. The pack of wolf onlookers growled again whilst watching the fight take place. Suddenly, the black wolf released an almost deafening growl and pounced like the predator it -although Bonnie suspected he- is. The brown wolf couldn't keep up. When blood started spurting Bonnie looked away. Blood and needles had never been good with her. After a few seconds the growling stopped.

The black wolf stepped towards the brown one, daring it with his eyes to move again. But it didn't. Bonnie felt queasy. She staggered up onto her feet narrowly missing falling into the lake. She stared wide eyes at the black wolf with familiar grey eyes and the pack of onlooker wolves. Bonnie blinked a few times unable to remove her blurry vision. She felt drowsy. Dropping forward a few steps she felt her eyes close and thought she saw the black wolf drastically charging towards her. His eyes looked haunted and scared. Before her legs gave out and she welcomed the darkness.