Saved By A Werewolf

e of light was the pale and gorgeous, full moon. But

I couldn't remember where I was before, but I was certain it wasn't here. I would never go into the woods alon

ed with a headache. It was then that I realized the sharp an

It was like slowly regaining consciousness. It was cold, really cold, and it didn't help that the ground was wet. I could feel s

st likely from hitting my head or some sort of contusion. So it was safe to assume that the 'pool' of liquid was blood and I was losing

temporary paralysis. The first thing I needed was to be able to move. That way I could at least locate my injuries. I gradually

could feel it. As I regained feeling I realized why it was so cold. I was not wearing any clothes.

t of my face. A sticky, warm liquid shone in the moonlight. Blood. I

was obviously there for a reason. My body was paralyzed and I had no idea where I was. The more I forced myse

ghtly louder, but it still wasn't enough. And even if I managed to shout, would anyone h

ghts weren't making sense as I was overcome with drowsiness. I knew if I passed out, It would be over so I fo

I saw where they were coming from. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see it. The most largest creature of its kind I had

No body would find me on time, and even if they did I would die before they could ge

o longer there. And I started to feel my emotions crashing down on me

slightly opened my eyes. The creature lowered his head and sniffed the air loudly. I got the impression that it was s

felt at ease when I saw him, and so, even though I knew I was going to die. I wondered if anyone

a psychiatrist. I worked hard in medical school, shutting everyone out because my career came fir

I closed my eyes I'd become unconscious, but the darkne

eard before I closed my eyes and slipp