The wet, warm sensation of a tongue all over her face woke her up.
“Urgh!”
As Leslie tried to sit up, sharp pain and soreness shot throughout her whole body.
Opening her eyes, once again, the roof seemed unfamiliar to her.
Bringing her hand to her face, she touched it and a long slimy liquid dripped from her face.
Ew.
Where did this come from?
Squinting her eyes, she saw the silhouette of a wolf.
One thing she was sure about was that the wolf was staring back at her, watching her every move.
Her heart started racing, she couldn't move properly.
Was the rogue here to finish his work, to kill her?
It took a step forward.
“St-stop,” she muttered as her body aching.
In response, the wolf stayed in one place, its tongue rolling out to the side.
Her brows raised up as the wolf
