His Wee Honey

Chapter 8 - Wolfdog

Mabel's POV -

My shoes slapped against the path as I walked, i hugged my coat around myself as I meandered home, a small dazed smile graced my lips as I thought back to my night with Noah. The thought of Noah's lips on mine made my whole face light up like a Christmas tree and my core clenched.

Not even the cold breeze could cool my aching body, I pressed the backs of my fingers to my mouth, not quite believing that a hunky, Scottish man would want me. Me.

I rounded the corner leading onto my street when all of a sudden the pounding of feet, no that wasn't quite right, the pounding of paws echoed around the houses around me.

My head swivelled in the direction of the noise, I was frozen to my spot, what hell was that? Did a dog get off their lead or something? Whatever it was sounded fast.

The noise stopped suddenly and the sound of something skidding hit my ears, my breath hitched as I felt eyes watching me, "who's there?" I called into the darkness of the streets surrounding me. It's just fucking typical that this part of the road didn't have any street lights, I hadn't minded until tonight.

No one answered me and I strained my ears trying to pick up any more sounds, nothing. I sure as hell wasn't going to wait around for whatever it was to show itself. I spun on my heels a power walked in the direction of my home, the clacking of claws followed me, not trying to catch up but it seemed like it was keeping up to me.

Was it stalking me? Were animals smart enough to even to that or was I just paranoid, it's probably just a poor lost dog and i was over reacting, it was probably just looking for a human to help it. I sighed as I brought myself to a stop, definitely just being paranoid, the worst it could be is a fox.

I turned back in the direction of the animal and clicked my tongue at it, hopefully drawing it to me, i crouched down as I looked into the shadows, "c'mere," I cooed in my baby voice reserved just for animals, I continued to click my tongue. I would hate to see what I looked like from a distance.

Sudden nails clicking across the floor made my head turn to a different direction than where I was originally looking, yellow eyes peered at me from the darkness. I didn't have time to register how far up from the floor the eyes floated because the animal stepped into the dim moonlight, I gasped in horror and I fell backwards onto my arse. An honest to God wolf stood in front of me, if I was stood the things head would reach up to my chest.

I sat in pure shock, the wolf made no advancements at all, it didn't lunge; snarl; snap; growl. It was stock still, as if waiting for me to be the one to react, and react I did. Once my brain caught up to my current situation, I scrambled desperately off the ground and a scream ripped from my throat pouring into the air, the wolfs ears flattened onto its head still not moving, I turned and sprinted back towards my flat, i swore that I could've gave Usain Bolt a run for his money.

I couldn't quite make out if the wolf was following again as the sound of my heavy breathing filled my ears and my shoes slapping against the floor drown out any other noise around me.

I reached my flat in 5 seconds flat and took the stairs leading to my front door 2 at a time, I struggled to fit the key in the lock due to my shaking hands, I cursed myself quietly. Once I finally got the door open, I didn't look behind me and tripped into my home slamming the door behind me and make sure the thing was locked and bolted. Not that a wolf could use a door handle.

I sighed and I left myself drop to the floor, my legs giving way due to my sudden exhaustion, a hysterical sob bubbled up my throat, I sat on the cold, hard floor as I laughed while I cried, because, what the fuck.

A howling ripped through the air and disturbed my slow mental spiral, my eyes widened comically. I stood on shaking legs and strode to the window in my living room which faces the forest behind. Sure enough, the massive wolf sat looking up at me through the glass, it lifted it head once more and howled.

Now safe in my home and behind the glass, I was able to properly look at the thing, it's coat was a rich brown in colour, little white patches covered it's feet like little socks, its ears were pointed, though from here it looked like one had a little slit in the top. It's eyes were still the same piercing colour of yellow, something about it felt familiar. It was kinda cute.

But wolves weren't in Scotland, that much I knew, should I call animal patrol, the Government? What if the thing is an escapee from a local zoo or something? Shit, I rubbed my fingers against my forehead, this was all too much and the stress of the night was beginning to bare on me.

Without thinking I snapped my hands away from my paled face and shoved my window open, "shoo now, go on and go, don't make me call someone to come get you, you shouldnt be be here y'know!" I tired to warn it, it's head cocked at me and i huffed. It seemed like it was friendly and perhaps a bit tame, it didn't try to eat me after all.

A low whine tumbled from the animals maw and I felt my heart tug with sympathy for the thing, he probably was just a lost dog, it wasn't reasonable for me to think that this thing escaped from a literal zoo... right? There were big dogs, like the Irish wolfhound and stuff, and there was such a thing as a literal wolf dog, maybe they were part of that breed?

I covered my face with my hand, trying to think of what to do, if it was a dog I would be cruel to leave it outside, but it it was a wolf it could maul me. What to do, what to do...

I squared my shoulders in resolve and marched my way out my door, down the stairs and to the back of the building. I couldn't help it if I was a sucker for an animal in distress! I rounded the side of the building and there is was, sat exactly where I left it, tail wagging happily, it's tongue lolled out it's mouth and that's when I made up my mind.

This was a domesticated wolf dog, it just needed someone's help! I patted my thighs with my hands, "c'mon then cutie,"

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