"I wonder if gift is the right word to use." I let out a chuckle.
"Hey, what's that... supposed..." Malcom goes cold.
"Malcom, you okay? You know I was just jok..."
I don't get to finish my sentence when I hear something rustling behind me.
It's aimed for me, speeding like a bullet, too fast for me to react.
But in a heartbeat, Malcom's eyes turn gold, and he gets behind me.
I hear a clash after, and when I turn, I find a wolf, bearing his fangs and claws, standing in front of Malcom.
I lose my breath, wondering to myself what is going on.
But the atmosphere that has suddenly surrounded us is telling enough.
My heart starts to race, and I feel a great unease.
Especially, as I'm on wolf's bane.
Dammit!
I take a step back, putting Malcom and this strange wolf in full view.
The wolf strikes Malcom, but Malcom side steps the claw and in an instant, snaps the wolf's neck.
