Raven’s POV
All the ease that I had been feeling knowing that the thing that tried to attack me was just a wild creature from this area, it all went out the window, knowing that it had killed someone. I had heard of wild animal attacks before, with people getting mauled by bears while camping, but I had never heard of one coming into a town, targeting humans.
My theory of the rogue wolf having rabies is the only thing that made a bit of sense, knowing that it made animals go mad, but even at that, this whole situation was crazy. I couldn’t get past that the rogue wolf had tried to attack me twice at school, making me wonder if it was my damn perfume or something drawing it to me.
Plus, I now can’t dismiss the story my grandmother told me about my mother seeing the same kind of creatur
