T W E N T Y - N I N E

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*Warning: Those suffering from Arachnophobia, I suggest skipping this chapter or waiting for a recap in the next chapter.  


SIN


As soon as I opened my eyes, I knew that something was wrong. 


I knew something was wrong not only because I was trapped in this weird silky material, but also because I was suspended at least Eighty feet in the air. 


Eighty. Freaking. Feet. 


I squeaked when I realize that if I fell, or if this weird rope snapped, I would end up dying as a pancake. 


Just a flat, brown, wolfie pancake. 


'Nope, not going to happen,' I chanted to myself, 'If I'm going to go, I'm going out in style'


I tried to break my arms free, at least, but everything I did only seemed to make harder for me to breath. 


I must be more injured than I originally thought because my healing abilities would have finished healing me by now, especially since I blacked out for a couple of hours. 


Something crawling up the column of my throat distracted me from my train of thought. 


I nearly blacked out again when that something, which was a big ass tarantula, crawled onto the side of my face and then towards the top of my head. 


"Oh good," A smoky voice said from the shadows in front of me "You're awake." 


I looked up sharply and found a...large web?


Suddenly, everything became clear. 


Oh. My. Good. 


This material I'm trapped in isn't rope


It's a spider web.  


I looked down at my bound body again and saw hundreds of spiders, all different shapes and species, skittered around my body, no doubt reinforcing the webbed material. 


"Oh, I wouldn't worry about them" the same smoky voice said "They're just helping their mommy out with her pest problem." 


"What am I doing here?" I said, glad that my voice didn't wobble like I knew it would. 


You see, you'd think that a big bad Wolf like myself would be immune to smaller creatures like insects or Arachnids but ever since I was a little girl, when my brother's pet tarantula attacked me after I barely petted him, I've hated the little suckers. 


Absolutely loathed them. 


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