Lilly
I’m too shocked to speak.
I had no idea Werewolves could be so large. The black Wolf with white ears has to be at least eight feet tall.
I’m too scared to move an inch, and my heart is pounding so hard inside my chest that I can feel it in my throat!
‘Don’t be scared; he won’t hurt you.’ I hear that voice again inside my head—the voice of a woman whispering.
I don’t know who she is, but I listen. If she says not to be scared, I trust that the Wolf won’t hurt me.
I don’t know why I believe her, but I do.
I drop to my knees in awe when the Wolf begins to shrink in size before my eyes. He’s now at least three feet shorter.
I had no idea Werewolves could do that!
Of all the things Thomas told me about Werewolves, this was not one of them.
When I met Thomas, I barely knew anythi
