I trembled taking a step backwards, with my eyes fixed on the wolf who was ready to devour me, I rested my left hand on a tree next to me, fear gripped me so tight.

"Who are you?" I let out a husky voice, I was about to lose it so greatly, at that point, it felt like my tongue was cut off with my teeth falling out.

"Who am I?" I heard the wolf say, its voice was so sharp and loud.

"Aren't you the new bride of the pack, the wife of prince Nelson?" He asked but his words sounded more like a statement than a question.

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