4 The Black Wolf

The moon lit up his body. His black fur glowed silvery in the moonlight. With a swing of his tail, the rope that bound me was torn off. I immediately picked up the clothes scattered on the ground to cover my body.

The wolf turned his head. His golden eyes were full of danger. His fangs were so sharp that I was sure he could eat me in one bite. Its big head sniffed at me. I closed my eyes and dared not move. His fur brushed my body and sent shivers down my spine, and his rapid breathing seemed to carry sparks. Suddenly, he lets out a roar in the direction of Nick's escape.

"Whooooooo!" The wolf's howl was so loud that the trees in the forest trembled. It was so familiar and angry that it made me realize that I hadn't been hearing things.