When she didn’t hear the impact nor feel her mother’s body rocked back, she opened her eyes and peered through her fingers. She didn’t remember covering her face with her hands, but apparently, she had.
Peering over her mother’s shoulder, she was stunned to see the wolf hanging in mid-air. Turning around to look behind her, she saw her father standing there with a firm look on his face. His arm was outstretched, and his hand was pointing toward the wolf.
“I’ve got you, baby girl,” he said, not looking away from the wolf. “Nothing will hurt you while I’m around.”
Her mother turned around to see him.
“Edward, you are always there for us,” she told him, moving toward him.
“Take Lizzie and get back inside,” he told her, still not releasing his gaze from the wolf.
“But Edward, I d
