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"No, it wasn't the doe," Leo muttered and looked at the floor, unable to look at Trevor due to the worried look in his eyes. Sure they were friends and friends worried about each other but....if he had mistakenly killed a wolf along with that deer, the rest of the pack may not be very friendly towards him. That is, if he ever came across the pack again and they remember.

When Trevor went back to his room, Leo hated seeing him go, but he bid him a good night anyway and closed the door.

He decided to turn on his computer before he went to bed. He quickly discovered that there was a pack of wolves seen mainly at night in their area.

He shut off the computer, got ready for bed, and climbed into bed even though his mind was still alert to the possibility of a wolf entering the cabin.

At about 1 in the morning; however, he finally did fall asleep only to be pummeled by dreams of wolves: running around with them, giving birth to pups, and even getting mated by one.

He woke up just as the sun was beginning it's ascent into the sky soaked in sweat despite the winter chill that continuously swept through the cabin. He quickly got up and got a shower to wash off the sweat, hoping that the dreams he had last night wouldn't come true.