Chapter nine

Down below the dark, cloudy sky indicating the coming of a downpour, the trees wavered and the nocturnal birds cried out giving the forest a noisy environment.

The whimpers of Rielle was also loud enough as she was being dragged by a shabby looking wolf with it furs a dirty brown color. It was an unusual color.

Without being told, Rielle knew who the wolf was. He was a lone wolf. She made the loners in her story have a different, unusual furs, unlike the others. This set them apart from the rest of their park and that makes them an outcast.

The wolf kept dragging her with it fangs into the dark, cold forest, until they got to the middle, where he let go of her. Immediately, five more wolves joined him. They also had same fur.

A lone wolf wasn't supposed to have a companion unless they formed an association of being a group without a leader. A group of loners can be dangerous and cruel as they do whatever they want without being controlled by anyone.

"Let go of me!" Rielle cried, know