Frostine
I wanted to run away and hide from his gaze. But something wouldn’t let me. I was so afraid and was about to faint but then when I looked into his eyes and saw that he was intentionally trying to shake me, a voice inside me reminded me that I have nothing to hide. I lied because I had a reason. And he should be the one ashamed for what he was making me do.
And as I stood still, náked in front of him, I repeated those words to myself. He won’t hurt me. He just said he won’t hurt me. And I could even see it in his eyes that he was no longer angry, now he looked like... like he wanted to eat me. Like I must’ve looked at that piece of pastry before I had gobbled it up.
What if he ate me? Do wolves eat humans?
He took a step closer and I dug my toes in the floor so as not to run. M
