Chapter 43

Cole

The summer holiday was finally over and I was in my last year of college.

After that one arranged day with Annabell, I never went back to Highfield Hall. Well, that was a bit of a lie. I did go there, but I never snuck into the grounds.

I was too afraid.

I’d walked the boundary of the land that belonged to the Hall and took several glances over the wall, in the hope to see those big dogs again.

Every now and again I would get a glimpse of them running in the grounds. The more I saw them, the more I became convinced that they were not dogs. They were definitely wolves. It became quite addictive, trying to spot them. And I noticed that there were more of them than I originally thought. I began to document some of the different features and markings on the animals, and I had definitely seen at least 8 different individuals.

There was one in particular that caught my eye. It was a large dark brown wolf that had a streak of silver running from the tip of one ear to it’s shoulder.