“Shhh,” he warned, the sound barely on the edge of hearing. She gave the smallest nod, hardly even moving. She was too freaking scared to even think about it, her entire body locked up as she watched the creature in front of her stalk around the camp.
It was like something out of a horror movie. Both a wolf, and not, it was a man wolf that walked on its hind-legs in a sickening parody of humanity. Its face was lupine, yellow eyes above a muzzle and jaws filled with razor-sharp teeth. Tufted ears were set in a thick ruff, the fur covering its body of mottled gray. Her eyes widened even further as her gaze swept down, taking in the powerfully muscled body, the long arms with talon-tipped fingers and the legs with the reversed knees of a wolf rather than that of a man.
Snarling in rage, it
