Max's POV
I was scared with the appearance of a wolf of the forest but now I had nowhere to go. I accepted my fate. I tried my best to avoid any kind of tragedy but now I, myself was in danger.
" Max? You are Max, right? ", that wolf asked from the bushes.
" Do you know me? ", I asked, surprised.
Where exactly was I? I looked around and I instantly knew that it was not my fores and it didn't even seem familiar. How could a wolf know me in an unknown forest? Was this some enemy's forest? That could be the only explanation that a wolf in an unknown forest knew my name. I never had any friends that there was a chance that it was some friend's pack's forest.
" You are not Max? ", the wolf asked again.
I decided to accept my fate now. Even if I was at some enemy's forest, I would not impose on my pack even if it meant my death.
" I am. Who are you? ", I asked cowardly.
