Loving Wolves

Rewritten version of Where I Belong.

Riley always knew she was different. Her whole life she felt like she was drowning, but it wasn't until she was saved by a wolf where she could finally breathe. The embrace of her canine protector, however, would not be enough to keep her safe from those trying to find her. Both friend and foe.

I hear a monstrous growl and see the male wolf, my savior, walking towards me from within the foliage of the forest entrance. His fur is a beautiful mix of grey, black, and brown, and I can't help but stay entranced at the sight of him.
But the moment I look into his eyes, I see home. I see a place of such familiarity, it's as if I had been feeling lost for years and finally walking back into the comforting warmth of my one and true home. As if I'd been drowning, and he was the raft that would keep me afloat from the suffocating depths beneath me.

He sees me tremble and his nose twitches at the sight of me shy before him. "Wolves should never ever be forced to live by themselves." He lifts the other hand to wipe my tears from my cheeks. "I'm glad I followed you."

I blush, and instinctively cling to his warmth, to that hand caressing my cold cheek.

"Me too," I whisper.