Page 40 of The Wolf Prince
But before I can make a splash, something grabs my skirt.
Hard.
I jerk backward.
“What the—”
I'm dragged several feet away from the pond before landing unceremoniously on my ass.
For one stunned second, I just sit there.
Then I hear breathing behind me.
Heavy breathing.
My eyes widen.
Slowly, I turn my head.
Black fur.
Massive paws.
Huge head.
My skirt is clamped between enormous jaws.
I gasp.
“It’s you!”
The Wolf releases me.
I scramble around to face him.
He's here.
The giant black Wolf from Back to School Night.
And instead of being frightened, something ridiculous happens.
I smile.
A huge, completely involuntary smile.
“You came back!”
The Wolf snorts.
Like my enthusiasm is somehow beneath him.
“Oh, don't give me that.”
I get to my knees.
He sits.
His eyes flick toward my skirt.
