There's something in the night,
Lurking in the shadows,
His eyes glowing a magnificent yellow.
There's something here, beside me,
An animal with such grace,
A monster with such beauty.
There's something ready to attack,
The fur stands up on his back,
His fangs showing their sharp points.
There was something here,
but now it is gone,
He left me here, bleeding.
There is something watching me,
As I change shape,
And follow my Alpha wolf.
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