I'm His (BoyxBoy)
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"G-get the hell away from me!" I yelled at the monster before me. It didn't budge, only stared at me with it's hypnotizing gaze. I was terrified, but I couldn't move. It was doing this, making my feet lead and my mind crazy. It looked like a normal white wolf, but it was huge.
It moved closer. I whimpered as it stepped forward again. It was only a foot away now. It started to stand, and I shut my eyes; I was done for. I felt a huff of hot breath that left a lingering scent of fresh rain. A sob escaped me, and the tears on my face turned cold quickly.
"Open your eyes." A male voice said. I felt another hot breath on my face, and I opened my eyes. I couldn't stop shaking.
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