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Abe Oakley.
Wait…what?
A shirtless Abe Oakley.
Where did he come from? Did I black out? What in the hell is happening?
And then it all becomes clear.
Because Abe opens his mouth and the torn piece of my shirt flutters from his jaws.
Abe Oakley is a wolf.
He hauls me up over the edge of the cliff, pulling me on top of him, and rolling both of our bodies, so I’m on bottom, and he’s on top.
And that’s when I realize–
Abe is completely naked.
I mean, I guess that makes sense.
The wolf wasn’t clothed. And he definitely was–is–the wolf.
I blink up at him.
I’m not scared, but it’s not because I’m still numb.
On the contrary, for the first time in over a year, I feel everything.
The whisper of the hot breeze on my cheeks. The rapid beating of my heart against Abe’s chest. A sense of exhilaration. Glory, even.
I didn’t die.
I cared about living–I was truly scared there for a moment, but I survived. And it feels wonderful.
The sense of being alive. Of having this incredible experience that can’t be explained. Of…
Wait. Maybe I did die? I died, and this is like some kind of crazy afterlife dream where my subconscious produced a wolf that turns into Abe Oakley.
“Fuck.” Abe’s eyes are round, his gaze darting across my face with dawning horror. He rears back. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
Okay, yeah. This seems real. Abe would do this. But, unlike Abe, he’s as freaked out about finding himself naked on top of me as I was about having a wolf trying to bite my midriff.
But no, that’s not what happened.
“You saved me,” I realize. He didn’t bite my flesh, he grabbed my shirt. He was trying to keep me from going over the edge.
Abe scrambles to his feet and stares down at me. His body is more beautiful than Michelangelo’s David, his muscles perfectly honed, his very impressive cock standing at half-mast. His throat works. “Yeah. I…saved you from the wolf.”
I blink. His voice has the timbre of someone trying out a story. Like he’s trying to make me believe he’s not the wolf. To help shape an unexplainable situation into something that fits this reality.
Except he’s stark naked. And I saw the knot from my shirt drop from his jaws. So, no, I’m not buying what he’s selling.
“No, Abe. You are the wolf.”
Abe
“Fuck.” I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.
