The loner wolf

The loner wolf. His name was just like it sounded like, a myth. Only a few people had seen him wandering around, he would only show up whenever he wanted to be seen.

The numbers in our small village were dropping fast, people went missing faster than a raindrop on a stormy day could touch the ground. They blamed the loner wolf for this.

Occasionally, hunts were held to catch this so called loner wolf. People were warned not to go into the forest, but only if it was pure necessity. Nobody was allowed to go alone as it was too dangerous .

But never in a million years had I thought that I would've come in contact with a creature that caused so many fear, something that was described as such danger. He seemed absolutely majestic with his beautiful fur glistering in the few streams of sun the forest would only let in. As he was gazing upon me, I felt no fear. I was truly amazed by him.

"What are you doing?" A voice from behind screamed. I looked around to see the sheriff and his team. "Don't move ar-"

As I turned around to the wolf, I felt a sharp pain in my wrist. The wolf was gone in a matter of seconds.

And he left me with a bite.