||*RHIAMON*||
I told him not to run and he listened. Despite that, I held onto his fur because my life somehow depended on it. I have never ridden a wolf before, never thought I would someday do this. The thought didn't even cross my mind seconds or minutes ago, the first impression I had of him was danger.
Without doubt, I had concluded the huge black wolf that walked out of the trees would shred my flesh to pieces. If someone told me, I'd be riding on his back to the factory, and I'd laugh in their faces because not even in my wildest dream would I think of the possibility.
Still I was puzzled. Why didn't he attack me? I've been wondering if he's from this Pack or an Abandon. Even if he is from this Pack, how does he know me? Perhaps one of the guards patrolling the territory, but s
