Wolf Bound

Chapter 2

   When everyone left, I pulled on a grey hoodie and went downstairs. I walked up to the door with shaky hands, opened it, and stepped into the cold night air. I closed the door quietly behind me and started off. Somewhere far-off, I heard a howl.

I walked for a mile or so when something growled at me from behind.

Slowly, I turned around. I had never seen a wolf like the one that was in front of me. It had a ripped-up ear and old blood stains all over its mangy, dark grey fur. On its back was some ripped-up moss.

It did not look like any werewolf I knew.

"Nice wolf, nice wolf," I said, taking a step back. When it snapped at my legs, I turned and fled. I made the mistake to look behind me and ended up running into a branch. Then, of course, I tripped on a rock and fell painfully on the ground.

Yet again, a perfect example of how graceful, I was.

"Ow!" I groaned. I tried to sit up, but when the growling came back, I rolled over onto my stomach, to look back at the face the wolf. Its eyes were filled with hunger. I managed to get up and take one step to run, but pain sent me straight back to the dirt, I clawed, trying to pull myself away from the wolf, as it sank its teeth deeper into my leg.

I was crying and screaming from the burning pain, that I almost missed Skylar, swooping into my aid. She was in her wolf form, her brown fur bristling. When she looked at the wolf biting me, her eyes filled with rage.

What happened next was a blur. A larger black wolf must have tackled the wolf, because when I saw it next, it was on the ground. The beast of a wolf bit it is leg and the mangy one released a pained yelp.

I could not hold my head up much longer. I blacked out right as the bigger black wolf trotted over to me. He whined and rubbed his cold nose all over my arm and face.