My heart was pounding and my head was racing as I stared across at the massive wolf, and I realized with absolute terror that this was probably not a dining room at all.
The painting with the wolf on the wall behind me was not so unusual when I thought about it that way - the room, and the courtyard, were probably no more than cages for him to release this massive beast in.
Whether he had left me alone in the courtyard or in here made no difference; the aim was to trap me with the wolf and to return when the job was done.
This was probably his revenge for the fact we had kissed… the fact that he had wanted me, and I had seen that. The fact he couldn’t hide his desire from me.
The wolf took a step towards me, and I heard and felt a low grumbling growl as it began to approach me, slowl
