Chapter 30

"Marcus? Is it really you?" I took a step back, staring in disbelief at the large wolf in front of me. It just couldn't be possible for such a thing to happen. No one can be able to turn into a wolf at their own free will, not even in a freaking full moon for crying out loud! This was only heard of in books and movies. This cannot be real; and yet, as I stared at its dark eyes staring intently into my own, I had no choice but to believe it was really him. He simply nodded in response. I turned away, staring off at the trees as I ran a trembling hand through my dark hair. I could feel its eyes watching me carefully, taking in my every move as if expecting me to run away, screaming frantically into the air as if someone could even hear me from this distance. I had to admit, it wasn't much of a bad idea. Any sane person would've done so in a heartbeat. And yet, here I was, walking around a pile of dead leaves trying hard to grasp the fact that the young man I had