MORGAN
No sooner had the mysterious man rubbed his scent all over me and stepped away, the sound of gnashing teeth and menacing growls was upon us.
I grabbed for his hand - scared to be left alone. What did these wolves want, where was Margarita? I didn't know if they had left her dead, lying injured or if - no, I couldn't think like that. This man would help me get out of here then I could find Margarita and Gregorio. Everything would be fine.
"I won't leave you." He promised, removing my hand from his arm. The conviction in his voice and the promise of his words had me believing him.
‘Trust him,’ the familiar voice whispered to me - easing my questionable choice of whether I could or shouldn’t. And I did. For some unknown reason - I trusted this man. That was until I peeked around th
