Fear is beginning to cloud my vision. In front of me, there are currently six large wolves of different colours. Smaller than Koray, but still big. This morning was a repetition of two days ago. I woke up, heard howling, stormed outside and instead of just seeing Koray, I came face to face with his pack. Or a part of his pack. That, I figured out. "Koray," I whisper and the wolves lower their head. Now I'm in total confusion. "The wolves in these woods are weird," I broadcast fear as I see the wolves not moving from their position. Are they submitting? Why? Koray snarls at them and they all stand tall again. Okay? What now? As if reading my mind again, Koray growls and the pack takes off into the trees. One grey wolf turns back for a second, but Koray growls again, making the wolf dart into the shadows. My eyes, as big as they can be, look at Koray, the rest of my body frozen. Koray cries and I snap out of my phase. "So you trust me," is the only words I can manage at th
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