Chapter 2

Ava

I turned around in the little bed where I slept and sighed as I heard the sound of the springs squeaking at every movement.

Around me, my roommates slept happily, but I couldn’t. I put my hands under the pillow and looked at the full moon through the curtain. As I watched her, I felt a shiver all over my body, and my heart pounded violently in my chest.

I took off my covers, sat down, took my sneakers, and put them on my feet. I looked around, ensuring nobody woke up, and then I took my jacket.

I moved silently through the darkness, reaching the kitchen and the door that gave to the garden in which it went out, going up to the old and badly reduced fence. At one point, a piece of wood was detached and allowed me to get out of the enclosures of the orphanage, where a path led inside the forest.

The orphanage was in the lower reaches of the city, right on the border with another small town divided only by a huge forest. I didn’t know why, but the forest had never frightened me, it had always reassured me, and since I was little, I found myself going there, even at night, especially at night.

It was as if a particular force drew me to the forest like a mother calling me. I chuckled. I didn’t even know what a mother was.

I’ve never had one. What kind of mother leaves her baby in a dumpster?

The same one embroidering a cover by hand with your name on it. She said a voice inside me and I suddenly froze, looking around.

Who was it?

Maybe I was going crazy, really crazy. I sighed and went deeper and deeper into the forest, looking up at the full moon that was particularly beautiful that night.

I went to my favorite place. It was a small patch of land without trees, where flowers bloomed only at night, next to a small stream.

As soon as I caught him in the trees, I smiled, going to that spot, hopping like a happy child.

I threw myself between the flowers, lying on the grass that was so comfortable for me. I laid my hands on my stomach and looked at the moon, losing myself in the night sky full of stars that shone and accompanied it.

I took deep breaths, letting the night and cold air completely fill my lungs. I stood still, breathing and savoring the nature surrounding me as if I were in my element as if that was where I really belonged.

I was so surrounded for I don’t know how long, dazed with my eyes lost in the moon, I was awakened only when I heard the sound of a branch breaking.

I blinked several times and pulled myself up, sitting in the middle of that field of night flowers. I looked around but was completely alone; no one was with me. So why did I feel like I was being watched? Why did I feel eyes on me?

I got up and started walking back to the orphanage. I went into the woods, knowing the road practically by heart and sensing every bifurcation of the ground. As long as I was walking, all I could do was keep feeling eyes on me.

I felt my heart beat faster, but I pretend to be calm as I subtly increased my pace.

How far the fucking orphanage was. I could feel the breath coming faster as my hands were sweating, and then I heard it again, the sound of a broken branch and a deep breath, accompanied by a slight growl.

I froze, unable to turn around. There was something behind me, something big.

Was it a bear? Oh my God, a bear wanted to eat me.

Without being able to stop, my legs began to run in the middle of the forest, and I never looked back, following the path back to the orphanage.

Damn it! why all to me!

I ran at breakneck speed, feeling my heart galloping through my chest, while finally, in the distance, I could see the shape of the building. A smile came over my face, and I kept running.

Maybe I was too stupid because a figure jumped right before me at that moment, blocking my way.

I stopped, with a cry dying in my throat as I watched the huge black wolf in front of me. The eyes were dark and pointed straight at me while the muzzle was curled in a growl.

The wolf wasn’t a normal size, he wasn’t a regular fucking wolf. He was as tall as me, he had a huge snout and a strange aura that almost made me bend my head involuntarily.

He stepped towards me, and I stepped back before I heard another branch break behind me. I turned my head to see another wolf behind me, the same as the one in front of me.

God! I’m going to die!

I fell to the ground between the two wolves, looking at them. Then I began to retreat back, grinding to the ground, not looking away from the two wolves who were now looking at each other, growling at each other like beasts, as if they were communicating in a language only they knew.

I trembled and continued to retreat until my body collided with a tree trunk, preventing me from continuing further.

The two wolves turned to me again, advancing slowly.

"Please don’t eat me," I said in a feeble voice, completely terrified.

The two wolves came closer and closer, their faces a few inches from my face snorting the air around me, I closed my eyes and waited, waiting for them to start eating me, but suddenly, I heard a thud and opened my eyes.

I watched the wolves crouch next to me, their huge noses brushed against my hands, and their eyes were on me as their breasts made strange sounds.

Were they purring or something?

I opened my eyes wide and looked away from each other, both of them looking at me as if they were waiting for something, so slowly and carefully, I lifted both hands. Their looks grew hopeful as they watched my hands approach their faces.

Slowly I approached, and they pulled out their tongues and licked me, a laugh escaped from my lips when chills swept my body.

I put my fingers between their fur, and, to my surprise, I found it soft, warm, almost comfortable. I stood up and began to caress them better, enjoying the sounds they both made. The two wolves got closer, and, in a short time, I found myself caught between the two.

With my back, I leaned on the chest of one, immersed in his black hair, while the other was between my legs, with his head resting on my belly, the muzzle reached up to the breast, and I had to say that I liked it, I felt almost excited to be between the two.

My body relaxed, and in a short time, I let go to a sleep so deep that I did not realize anything, crouched between the two, slept as I had never done in my life, dreaming of running free in the woods, in wolf form, while two black wolves followed me and played with me.

I sighed, satisfied, and I thought I heard a howl in the distance, but I was still dreaming.