Chapter 12. - Freaked out. Merlin's P.O.V.
I tried to ignore the fact that my head was swimming with memories of that day when I was seven and that great wolf attacked me. The pain of the scars throbbed mentally in my head. I clambered into my bed. Ducking my head under the quilt, which ever since I was a child I have done when I was frightened.
The moonlight shone on my back as I tried to get to sleep. But then I heard it the loud guttural growl of the wolf from my childhood. I could recognize that growl anywhere. The hairs on my arms and neck stood up in fear and goose bumps erupted down my arms. Tonight was not my lucky night. I climbed out of bed, cautiously. I looked at the door to my bedroom and saw it. The long, huge shadow that I saw the last time I saw the wolf. “Hello. Young Merlin.” I heard his voice call. I slide slowly under my bed careful to not make a noise. The door shuddered as he tried to barge the door open. Luckily I had remembered to lock it before getting into bed otherwise he would have been through that door and feasting on me in the blink of an eye.
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Night of a Thousand Frights. (A Merlin Halloween Story.)
FanfictionA/N: [COMPLETE!!!!!!] When Arthur tells Merlin and the knights some spooky stories about the past at Camelot when he was a boy. Will everyone think it's a big joke? Or will there be some truth in what Arthur says? Find out. :)
