Riley POV
It's not my imagination. This wolf is eyeing me. Even though Bailey has gotten between us the wolf continues to stare at me. He manages to get past Bailey and I'm transfixed, surprised, and barely manage to come to my senses as he attacks, just dodging to the side in time before he makes contact with me. It was close. I can hear Bailey's low growl in the background. He's furious that the feral wolf managed to get the better of him but I don't have time to reassure him. The feral wolf lunges again and I kick out, hitting them square in the chest. It's like hitting a brick wall. He just growls in response as I stare in astonishment. His jaws clamp open and shut. There's drool foaming at his mouth. Something about this wolf is familiar but I can't quite place it. It's niggling at m
