Megan's POV
When he spotted me, his eyes sparkled, and a smile that resembled a grimace spread over his face. I hurriedly looked away from him so as not to offend him. His teeth were stained crimson with blood, and he had large, pointed canines that protruded. I could smell new kill blood on his fur as the crisp air flowed. I ducked lower to the ground with my tail tucked between my knees as he marched at me.
Did he dislike the meals I prepared?
Has my departure upset him?
Did he want to punish me this morning before I left? taunt me for assuming I could put my confidence in him and that he wouldn't do me harm?
As soon as his wolf dropped itself upon his paws, my claws bit into the icy ground in anticipation.
He gave out a loud bark, and I sobbed as I crouched down to the ground. The
