Verity
I ran inside and slam my door closed with a yelp and sprint to my kitchen to grab a kitchen knife. I stand in the middle of the kitchen breathing heavily for a moment, my eyes darting back and forth.
I hear a sharp bark and hear another snarl and I run back to the door only to see the wolf I saved walking back to the cabin.
"What the-" My mouth falls open as I stare speechlessly.
The wolf without a sound walks up my porch steps and steps inside my house without so much as a grunt as it plops down in front of my fireplace.
"Um...Want to tell me what that was all about?" I ask out, my heart beating wildly.
I walk toward the wolf silently and place the knife down on the counter as I fold my legs underneath me. I wasn't scared to sit in front of the wolf, or even beside it. I wasn't afraid of it, its brown eyes almost dark brown human eyes very warm as if welcoming me as one of its own.
This wolf would have hurt me if it wanted to and by the looks of it and those wolves out there if he wanted me to be a snack I would be. This wolf chose to spare me, for whatever reason I was unaware of but still grateful it chose to protect me instead of joining in on the attack.
The wolf makes a sound that vibrates off the floor and his head lowers towards my body. I held in my breath, wondering what it would do. My eyes trail the wolfs face as it leans its snout on my stomach wound.
At first, I thought it wanted to bite my wound but then it started to lick the massive puncture wounds made by the wolf's jaws. My body relaxed after realizing it wasn't going to start to rip chunks from me I relax my body to the floor and slump to sit beside the wolf.
I lean up against the wolf and all of a sudden goosebumps fly over my skin and I start to shiver violently, "It got really cold." I say out loud as feel my eyelids get heavy.
The exhaustion sweeps over me all at once and I fight to keep my eyes awake, the burning pressure around my eyes and nose becoming a sharp thud as I feel my stomach convulse.
'Sleep...' The voice says in my head.
I don't know if I'm going crazy or if I really am imagining a voice in my head but I shook my head rapidly regardless of my statement answering the voice in my head.
"No." I fought meekly as I could already feel my head falling to the side, but unable to catch myself.
'Go to sleep, you need your strength...'
The voice interjects becoming more firm.
I fall with a thump beside the wolf on the deep blue rug and feel the wolf wrap its tail around my middle, covering my wound as the darkness beckons me and I freely welcome it.