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Billy's: POV

I was running through the forest. I arrived to a camp and I felt the smell of flesh. I found a steak and started eating.

"Don't steal our food." said a man angrily. He directed his rifle at me. I jumped on him and he fell to the ground. A shot went off and blood was running from my leg. Luckily it wasn't a silver bullet.

Another wolf attacked the both hunters and killed them. Her fur was covered in blood. She was looking at me with kindly dark eyes. But she disappeared as quickly as she had come. I ate the hunters and blood was dripping from my mouth.

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Cookie's: POV

I visited Emily in the hospital. She was sleeping in her bed. I saw the wound on her neck. I held her hand. The Peter and the Neal doll was sleeping next to her.

(Neal and Peter)

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(Neal and Peter)

"Poor thing." said Nadine. "Who attacked her?" I asked. "I've heard her mumbled about a wolf in her sleep." she said. "But there are no wolves here in New York." I replied. "It's very strange." said Nadine. "I hope Emily will be okay." I replied. "She will." she said. Emily woke up and she was breathing heavily.

"You're okay." I said. "I saw the wolf again." she said. "It was just a nightmare, he can't hurt you." I replied. "I'm scared." sobbed Emily. I hugged her and stroked her hair. She calmed down.

"Cookie, do you think I'm a freak?" asked Emily. "You're not a freak, you are a wonderful girl with a heart of gold." I said. "I wouldn't gone through the forest, it was a stupid idea." she replied. "It's not your fault, I'm not mad at you." I said. "I love you so much." replied Emily. "I love you too." I said.


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