In this short story, I put my thoughts into what happens to wolves that are killed by human hands. I've had this idea in my head for quite a few years now and decided to write a story about it. Since it would be a little short, I added in a love story. :) Hope you like it!

Remember when I watched you? Remember when I protected you? Remember when I fed you? Remember when I had you here? My dear child, your wolf is always near.