As she stared at the cornstalks, she curled her hands into fists, and her lips pulled away from her teeth in a snarl. Crouching, she waited.
Two yellow eyes peered out from between the cornstalks, and she heard a growl. She crouched even lower and growled back.
From out of the cornstalks, a large gray wolf stepped out onto the path. Its head was lowered, and its lips were pulled away from its teeth. It let out another growl.
“Come at me,” Lizzie muttered, feeling her wolf fighting to get out. “Don’t pay any attention to the people behind me. Just pay attention to me.”
The wolf never took its eyes off of her as it stalked forward.
Suddenly, it crouched and leaped at Lizzie.
Taking a step backward, Lizzie raised her arm and pointed at the wolf. It stopped its forward leap an
