DENVER’S POV
I couldn’t even scream. I thought I had screamed but there was not a single sound made.
I saw the extra large black wolf standing right above me on a rock. It was way too big to be a wolf. It had its tongue out and it saliva seemed to be dropping.
I started to step back slowly unsure of what to do. I was hundred percent sure I was still far away from the main road.
My heart was beating so rapidly in fear that I thought it was probably going to pop out of my chest.
The wolf stood and it was like I could hear its breathing despite how far it was.
It felt like the night at the party was relieving itself again. It was all happening again. And just like the other time, there was no one. I was deep into the forests and I doubted anyone was nearby.
I was alone.
Then the wolf
