Chapter Twenty Nine

One second she was standing alone looking out into the dark; the next she had three hundred pounds of gray wolf huffing in her face. She jumped.

"Jesus! How do you do that?"

He didn't bother to try and answer her; he grabbed her jacket and pulled her forward. He let go so she wouldn't fall, and leaped off the porch and landed ten feet away. He looked back at her and grunted.

"That bad, huh?"

She picked up the pack and started down the steps. He grabbed the pack from her hands, squeezing it between his huge jaws. He squatted down and looked over at her, then waved his head, motioning for her to come over to him.

"What?"

He lowered himself to the ground and looked at her again, this time his eyes pleading with her to understand. She did.

"You want me to ride on your back? Won't I be too heavy?"

He rolled his eyes and grunted.

"All right, I'll climb on."

She wrapped her arms around his neck and squeezed her legs together holding onto his ribcage.

"Okay?"

He didn't answer.

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