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LYKOS My breath caught in my throat as Oceana slowly approached, closing the distance between us. Her hand rose slowly from the water as if she wanted to pet me but was afraid. So I let out a quiet whimper, lowering my head and slowly meeting her halfway to assure her that it was all right and that, despite the sharp, intimidating canines, I would not bite. Petting a wolf was the absolute worst thing you could do to it, but I was desperate. However, I did not expect the feeling I felt when she touched me, though. My heart skipped a beat as an electric current flowed down my soaked spine, knocking the air from my lungs and I was confused. This was not our first point of contact; I touched her the day we fell into the hole and I did not feel this; I was stunned. Raising my head, our e