“Maybe I can teach you how to do tricks and sell you to the circus. Can you sit?” The wolf seemed to quirk an eyebrow and painstakingly raised himself into a sitting position.
Sidney gaped. Was that a coincidence or did this freaking oversized dire wolf just obey a command. “Are you being serious with me right now wolf? Because this is nothing to joke about.” The wolf sat there staring back at her. “Okay, can you shake?” She lowered her hand in the universal ‘shake’ gesture and he shifted the weight on his haunches and put his massive paw in her hand. Slack jawed she stared at him and it all began to make sense in her head. How easily he had trusted her and followed her to the car, then into her house, how calm he had been when she’d treated his wounds, even now, how patiently he was waiting to be fed and tried his best to obey her commands, even while he was hurt. Fury surged through her body, the wolf noticed it and his body tensed. She dropped his paw and tried to calm herself. “Its ok wolf,” she reassured him as she sank down to her knees and looked him directly in his huge glittering eyes. As she slipped her hands around the back of his head and unbuckled the muzzle she made him a promise, “Nobody will ever hurt you again, not while I’m around. No more fighting dogs for someone’s sick entertainment, you’ll be free soon.”
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