52- Meeting Abramo

Alessandra Benjamin

It was a matter of a few seconds when I heard the crackling of bones, snapping of joints, and popping of canines… And then King Noah James bent down and transformed into a big black furry beast staring at me with those beautiful golden eyes.

“Abramo!” I whispered. I knew King Noah must be pulling his hair by now. The way I called Abramo without adding King must have made him furious.

The black wolf started moving forward and came closer.

I was standing there in awe. The back of my knees was touching the edge of the bed. When he got closer, I fell on my back on the soft mattress but the big wolf did not stop. It not only came nearer but also climbed on the bed pinning me by placing its front paws on either side of my body.

It leaned down his head and stroked my cheek with its furry head. The contact made my skin tingly causing me to giggle.

Very slowly I raised my hand and started stroking its soft furry head.

“Abramo!” I did not know what made him so happy but i