CHAPTER 56: NAKED

The same golden brown wolf that chased me down the cliff emerges from the bushes, stopping right there as he spots Silas.

The wolf is nothing compared to the height of his wolf, which is strangely a comforting feeling.

As though recognizing his presence, he halts quickly, bowing its head just a bit. Silas growls nevertheless, still displaying hostility, notwithstanding the act of submission right there.

I remain silent behind the shrubs, being shielded from him. I know I'm ...