The Beautiful Wolf
I then looked across the next side of the cliff at the alpha and his omegas, whom I had escaped from.
They were looking back at me from across the cliff, growling.
The green-eyed alpha then turned his attention to the strange wolf, furiously.
The strange wolf fur was darker than the night. His paws were very large, and he stood still and strong, not moving an inch as he stared back at the alpha.
"Remember your rules," the alpha said to the strange wolf who had saved me and ran off back home, accompanied by his followers.
I lay behind the stranger, hurt from the strong pull he made in saving me.