16 - Premonition

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A flash of heat and worry washed over Tom as Merli whispered his entire life to the husky, both taken aback from what he was hearing, and by the fact that Merli was awake in the first place.

"I know your secret."

"I know who you are."

Looking back, I remember it clearly.

I was born homeless in a forest. Foxes attacked my littermates and my mother. We scattered, and I never saw them again. I taught myself how to hunt. I steered clear of packs for most of my life.

Eventually, though, I joined one.

After being found wounded in the city, (the pack scattered, fleeing from an attack that a more powerful pack of dogs had planned) I was taken to what humans called an adoption center.

I was adopted by a "girl". She was what other humans would call a "teenager". From what I understood, this was a way to label a human's age. Whatever that was.

A year later, I find myself in a pound.

...

Tom gnawed on a bone, laying on the girl's bed, the humongous treat of his firmly laid between his paws.

From down the hallway, I hear a bigger human barking at the girl. Abandoning my bone, I find myself walking down the hallway. I see the bigger human hit this girl. This girl that I love.

The girl stands in front of the bigger human, crying, whimpering. This bigger human encourages the girl to keep crying. This bigger human barks louder, reaching her paws out in a way that seemed to be an attempt to grab the smaller human's face.

Tom sprints in front of the girl, going into a defensive position, the bigger human still barking.

The bigger human raises its paw, as if to strike. It tries to push Tom out of the way.

Tom gives the almost colossal human a growl of warning.

The human persists. It tries to grab Tom's collar, it of dark brown. A rough texture it had.

Tom leaps forward, biting into the ugly human's face. He clenches onto the skin. He pulls, tearing at the human's face. The meat under its skin wasn't showing, but it was bloody; the skin had been torn badly. Underneath, Tom saw that it was raw.

The girl wasn't crying anymore.

Amanda wasn't crying anymore.

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