Not having any other course of action, I brace myself, preparing for the synch of teeth on my neck. The seconds slow, and in this one terrible moment, I’m positive that I’m about to die.
My heart lurches, and I wish I could see Caleb just one more time.
Then, as if he appeared out of my mind’s eye, Caleb, in full massive Alpha werewolf form, lunges out from the bushes. Rushing, he bats away the attacking wolf as if it was nothing. In a flash, he protectively places himself between me and the attacking wolves.
There are many, each stepping slower out of the shadows of the trees now that Caleb has made their appearance. This might even be the whole of the hunting party, with so many present, and I’m sure, even more just out of view.
I brace myself for a gruesome and bloody battle.
Caleb
