Raven’s POV
How could I tell him what I really saw without him thinking I was crazy? But even now, as I tried to convince myself it wasn’t real, and that it had been my mind playing tricks on me since I was late taking my medications, I could still smell its potent breath, breathing down my neck.
There was no way in hell I was going to reach out and pinch the damn thing, like my shrink had told me to do, as that thing had razor-sharp teeth that could rip my throat right out. I had never seen an animal of its magnitude before, nor did I ever want to see one like it again. It was the size of a grizzly bear, but its face was more like a wolf and had eyes that glowed red like a demon.
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Chance asks as we sit in his truck, parked outside my grandmother’s house.
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