Flynn?’

Without thinking, she took a small step toward the wolf.

Its ears cocked forward at the sound of the name, and it too took a step forward. Then froze.

She shook her head. ‘Sorry,’ she whispered. ‘You look like someone I know.’

The wolf regarded her closely.

‘That sounds stupid, huh?’

No response. Just that intense stare.

‘You aren’t going to eat me, are you?

Auteur: M.A. Grant

Flynn?’<br /><br />Without thinking, she took a small step toward the wolf.<br /><br />Its ears cocked forward at the sound of the name, and it too took a step forward. Then froze. <br /><br />She shook her head. ‘Sorry,’ she whispered. ‘You look like someone I know.’<br /><br />The wolf regarded her closely.<br /><br />‘That sounds stupid, huh?’<br /><br />No response. Just that intense stare.<br /><br />‘You aren’t going to eat me, are you? - M.A. Grant

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