The wolf edges closer to me, and he sniffs my leg.
He is enormous, enormous. But he crouches down further, so he is not towering over me.
I held onto Sophia’s hand tighter.
The wolf doesn’t do anything. He just lies there with his nose pressed against my leg.
He looks at me, and I keep my eyes on it in return. My heart is beating fast in my chest.
“See, I told you, he is a big softie,” she says; she moves towards my injured leg and sees the blood. “You have a cut that might need stitches; we need to take you back to the hospital.”
I start to panic. I look back at where I ran from, and my heart races again. I don’t want to go back there.
“It’s ok, and I will stay with you. Doctor Frank is amazing,” she says. I look towards the people that have gathered. I hear a growl coming from the
