Tamara
My paws dug into the dirt, and I let out a low, warning growl that echoed through the quiet trees, stopping him dead in his tracks when he started moving forward in my direction.
North froze instantly. The massive, dark wolf lowered his head and shifted his weight, trying to make himself look smaller. It was a clear sign meant to let me know he was not a threat, a silent plea for me to lower my guard.
But my heart was racing, beating fast against my ribs as I kept my teeth bared.
Slowly, step by cautious step, he began to walk toward me. He moved with extreme care, giving me all the time in the world to run if I wanted to.
Maybe it was the power of the full moon, or maybe it was just the natural pull of my wolf, but the closer he got, the more my senses heightened.
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