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The wolf, on all fours, was eye level with her. His coat was a dull brown; his breath was appalling. She felt the bile rise in her mouth, and thought she was going to be sick. The wolf's eyes were frightening, staring straight through her. Spencer was paralyzed with fear. She kept her eyes glued to his, while moving slowly backwards towards the deck. As she backed up, he crouched and crept towards her, his growl, low and menacing. As Spencer neared the edge of the deck, her foot caught on the bottom of the quilt causing her to fall. The wolf sprang, straddling her, as she lay beneath him on the ground. She looked up and could see his blazing red eyes, and humongous canine teeth. His head so close, the drool from his mouth dripped on her face. Spencer was terrified, screaming and trying to fight him off as he reared his head back and bared his fangs. He lowered his head towards her exposed neck, and hesitated for a brief second, sniffed the air, and jumped and disappeared into the darkness.
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Lycan Lake, Nicola Foster
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- Pubblicato
- 2013
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