Hidden Essence Book I - The Bloody Moon

Chapter VI

>- Wolfey -<

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"What?!" Panic takes over me as I watch the animalistic figure in front of me. No, don't panic. It'll kill you if you do. Stay calm, Sage, stay still. I try my best to not move a hair. The wolf nears me and stops when it is only ten feet away from me. Its behaviour tells me that he wants to attack, he thinks I'm hostile. Oh darn. There is absolutely no point in running as it'll easily catch up to me. I'm done for. My heart beats uncontrollably, if it continues beating like that, the wound might open itself back up. The wolf's eyes focus on me. A tear of angst rolls over my cheek and lands on the wound. The salt of it stings, but I ignore it. The wolf is enormous. It looks like it weighs twice as much as I do. My body trembles. Why does all the misery in the world happen to me? His growl makes me jump back. The burning yellow of his eyes glows even more because of the darkness that is surrounding us.  "Hey there, Wolfey." My voice brings out. The wolf doesn't move. I'm going to die, because of an animal. How and why? Its growl fades out to what sounds like a purr, but he still is cautious about my presence. "Look, let's not do something we're both going to regret, okay? Let's just, let's just calm..." The rest of the sentence doesn't even get finished as a soft cry takes over. I'm talking to a freaking wolf. What has my life come to? "Honestly, why does it even matter... I wouldn't hold it against you if you killed me. I guess I would be able to say I died of natural causes, instead of I was weak so I gave up. You're just doing what nature tells you to do." I silently cry. I am indeed crazy. The nerves have gotten to my head to a point where I start to talk to animals and to myself. Fabulous. The wolf lowers his head, but his gaze is still pointed on me. He starts to carefully make his way towards me. My breath comes out as irregular puffs and I prepare myself for the worst. When he is inches away from me, my hearts stops beating for about five seconds. I'm afraid to look in his eyes. I'm afraid to see my fear reflected in them. "Please." I whisper so softly only my own ears can hear it. The wolf circles around me, brushing its light brown fur against my legs, sending shivers from the roots of my hair to the tips of my fingers. When he is in front of me again, he sits down and looks up at me. What now? Is he not going to attack? His growling has stopped and he is now looking at me as if he is waiting for me to do something.

My heart starts beating again and I feel a little less horrified by what is happening. "You don't want to kill me?" I ask, mostly to assure myself. The wolf doesn't budge, so I take it as a 'yes'. "That's, that's good? I mean, that's more than good. I-" I don't get to finish my rambling as the tip of his nose nudges my hand. I pull away quickly and screech a little from the sudden contact. The wolf doesn't seem to react on that. It doesn't look like I'm his prey anymore. "Okay, so... You're my friend, now?" I say, again to assure myself, it's not like the wolf can understand what I'm saying. The wolf nudges his head against my now calmed hand in response. Response? Did he understand me? That's not possible, he's probably going off of instinct. My hand caresses the top of his head very gently. Everytime it touches his ears they jerk away which I find quite amusing. I slowly, and when I say slowly I mean turtle speed, kneel down so I am at his height. I am kneeling in front of a life-dangerous animal. Again, what has my life come to? His yellow eyes look into my blue ones and somehow they comfort me. Somehow this bloodthirsty animal doesn't intimidate me anymore. My hand travels from his head to underneath his jaw and scratches him softly which he enjoys. I'm not trembling anymore and my heart has picked up a regular pace again. "Wolfey, you're so... wow." I whisper. He is very wow, I mean those eyes and his fur and his posture, it's all so magestic and yet incredibly adorable. I love how he doesn't move whenever my hand caresses him. I thought he would be very cautious about me, but he quickly dropped the act. My index traces a line along his muzzle.

I sigh deeply and sit down to relax my legs. What an eventful days I have come across the past week. First the blonde guy, than the hot guy, than the vomiting customers at work and now this wolf. And somehow out of all those people, the wolf ends up being my friend. "How ironic is it that the first one to not ruin my day and my life with it is not a human." I say to Wolfey. I like the nickname. It's very simple and not original at all, but it suits his adorable face. As I look back on everything that has happened, a tear escapes my eyes. Wolfey whines softly and brings his muzzle to the crook of my neck. I wrap my arms gently around his neck and lean into him. "Thank you." I silently cry into his fur. The warmth of his body calms me down and the sound of his beating heart sooths my aching one. He wriggles himself out of my arms and whines a little more whilst sniffing at my chest. What is he looking for? I'm a little startled when his long teeth grip at my shirt and rip it open, revealing my half-naked upper body and the huge scratch. That is what he's looking for, the wound. The cold air hits my chest and I shiver a little. Wolfey whines and looks up at me as if asking what happened or maybe that's just my imagination. "It's nothing, just... just a wound." I don't fully understand why I get into talking to him like this, but I believe he legitimately understands what I'm saying. "Be careful, though." I say as he starts sniffing the wound. He catches me off guard by sticking his tongue out and licking over the wound. I hiss in pain, but as soon as the pain came, it was gone and replaced by an immense relief. My head falls back and I have to use my arms to keep myself from completely falling back. He removes his tongue from my skin and the loss of contact hurts, it actually physically hurts for a short amount of time before it's gone again. "What the hell just happened?" I look at Wolfey in confusion. He is just sitting and looking at my wound. I lower my eyes to my chest and I'm dumbfounded by what I get to see.

It's gone, the wound is gone.

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