Earning Her Trust -Valen

By time the sun’s rays began to lighten the darkness around me, I was so tired I had drifted off a few times, jerking awake when I began to slump to the ground each time. My hands never let go of the firearm in my lap, though I had the forethought not to keep my finger on the trigger.

I had told myself all night, ‘just till dawn, just live till dawn and I’ll get out of here.’ Now that dawn was here, I was not sure I had the courage to leave this tent. As I sat there debating on what to do, a shadow approached my tent, a large wolf shaped one. The shadow enveloped the entire tent before the flap that functioned as the door of my tent began to move, as if something were rubbing against it.

Surprisingly, my heart rate did not pick up, instead it continued its slow and steady beat, but my arms raised the gun, training it on the door, ready for anything that tried to make its way through. I was not going down without a fight, I had to get bac