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Chapter 2

Nikita's POV

I have no idea what just happened or how it happened or why I wasn't feeling frightened when I looked up and saw the bloodied cub. I narrowed my eyes in confusion. How is it possible to not feel frightened towards this pup? I mean it's a wolf!

I'm starting to consider that I may have lost my mind. Ever since I sat in that dang time machine I haven't been myself. Maybe it's a sign. It's a sign that I'm going to end up crazy.

I shook my head as if to shake away the thought.

No. I'm not going to think about that now. Right now I have to figure out whether too help this cub or find Ella.

Going to look for Ella sounded safer. If I got close enough to the cub, for all I knew it could snap at me even if he looked like a cutie pie from back here.

"What would Ella do?" I mused.

Okay, for one I knew Ella would probably help the wolf cub before going to look for me. I mean it a possibility. However, she'd consider that I might have fell in a trap or gotten eaten by some grizzly bear and may go after me.

But I know Ella. Really well too. And I doubt that she'd go off into an unknown forest without having caution. She is also something that I need to work on: brave.

I sighed in annoyance.

Well? Do I stay or do I go look for her?!, my mind was screaming at me.

As I looked up at the little wolf, I gasped.

I couldn't believe I didn't see it before. The poor cub had a deep gash on his hind leg, where the trap got him.

With one last look towards the direction I assumed Ella went it, I lifted my body with all my might and painful stood up. I hissed in pain as I collapsed in front of the cub.

Another thing that I thought was bizarre was that the cub hadn't growled at me. He just looked up at me with painful curiosity. It made my pity the poor thing.

I looked at the trap and grimaced. Jawed foothold traps are a hard thing to escape from. I researched about them back home and was sickened to know that animals chew their legs off if they were caught in one of those traps. I shuddered. Those poor animals.

"I'll save you before you even consider doing that," I said sternly to the little wolf.

The pup whined and laid down his head, never taking his curious eyes off me.

Carefully, I placed both of my duffel bags a meter away from me so I had enough room. I crawled as closest to the wolf as I could, and then braced myself.

"Okay, little wolf, this is going to hurt," I said to him. He still looked up at me with curiosity and as if understanding what I said, his eyes flashed to his trapped leg nervously. Then purposely looked away.

I breathed out and cautiously clutched the jaws of the trap on either side of the wolf's leg.

"Ready?" I asked, looking up into the wolf's eyes. He placed his head on his paws.

I looked back at the leg and pulled the jaws of the trap apart with all the strength I had.

The wolf howled in pain. I grinded me teeth as I made an effort to release the little wolf from the trap. I was satisfied that the jaws opened a bit. But not enough for the wolf to escape.

With one final pull, the wolf was free and bolted from the trap and into the shadows of the forest. While I just sat there, staring at the trap I managed to pull open. I let go of the trap instantly.

And for a split moment I felt like a super hero with unbelievable strength. Then I realized that the odd little wolf fled and left me there alone.

I shook my head in annoyance and succeeded in getting up and leant down to grab my bags when a certain wolf pup limped over to me.

Then, practically at my feet, he sat and looked up at me with the same curiosity.

I knelt down and took at good look at the pup.

His leg was swollen and was bleeding, but he seemed happy to be free of the trap and in pain at the same time.

"I guess I have to clean that wound for you too, huh?" I said, grimacing.

I wasn't an expert in fixing wounds but I did have a first-aid kit.

I grabbed my bag with the kit in it and rummaged through it until I found a long bandage.

"This will have to do," I sighed.

I grabbed my water bottle and some tissues I found in my bag and drenched them with water.

The pup lay down with his wounded leg right in front of me.

I cautiously cleaned the wound and the cub let me. I actually wasn't really surprised because I helped him out of the trap. He was probably showing me his gratitude. I wrapped the bandage around the wolf's leg without any trouble.

After that I poured some water in my palm and let him drink it. He licked it all up faster than I thought possible.

He swayed to his feet, and I saw that his feet were shaking. I grimaced again.

I was frightened that he would bite me if I tried to pick him up. But he couldn't walk by himself and I doubted he'd leave my side now. After all he was a wolf cub and only looked around two or three months old.

Plus, I had to look for Ella and find her before dark came.

I very slowly ran my fingers through his grey fur and smiled softly to myself as I felt how soft his fur was. He looked up at me again and I swear I almost would have screamed if he didn't have his tongue hanging out of his mouth. He was…smiling.

It was a total wolfish smile though that nearly scared the bejeezers out of me.

"You're a funny pup," I said, snatching behind his ears.

I then figured it might be alright to carry him. But I didn't do it without his permission. I held my arms out and slowly embraced him. He turned his head towards me and started licking my nose. I laughed at his cuteness.

I then carefully lifted him up then leant down carefully and placed a bag on each shoulder.

He still didn't mind. I laughed when he started to lick my nose again.

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We…I mean I walked all morning trying to find my best friend. There was still no sign of her.

I thought about it for a while about naming the wolf. I suggested a couple a names.

"How about Lucky? I know it's a popular name and all but you were very lucky to have survived that trap," I said.

The pup looked away.

"No? Okay, another name. How about….Little Wolf?"

Still no reply.

"Okay, what about just pain Wolf?" I suggested.

He looked up at me with his ears raised as high as they could go.

"Okay, Wolf." I like the way the name rolled off my tongue. I guess he did too as he started to lick my face again.

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I had the feeling I got when I was being watched. I freak-out-ishly looked around, finding nothing.

Then Wolf gave a happy yip and struggled out of my arms.

"Wait, wait, wait," I said before layering him to the ground. He limped off in the way we just came. I looked back and watched, eyebrow raised.

To my discomfort, I saw Wolf limping towards a black figure. It was only small.

Then when I got a better look at it, I saw that it was a female black wolf cub.

Wolf seemed pretty happy to see her. He was licking, tail wagging and made all sorts of yips. She too was doing the same things.

Huh, he just survived a trap that nearly snapped his leg off and yet he limped off towards the darker wolf pretty fast. Wolves, I rolled my eyes, but laughed.

That got their attention.

Wolf yipped happily at me and limp/ran up to me.

"Hey, little guy," I said, scratching behind his ears.

He looked back towards the dark wolf and yip and yapped.

My guess he was calling her over to meet me. She didn't look confident though. But she did however, very slowly, walk over to me and Wolf.

She dropped her ears when she looked up at me and sat about a meter away. I saw that she was smaller than Wolf.

Wolf pulled her ear playfully to continue. She dropped on her belly and crawled over to me.

Before I touched her fur, I let her sniff my fingers first. Then she sat up and went down on her front paws with her back arched up in the air.

Uh oh. I knew that posed. It was what my dog used to do when he was in a playfully mood. Then she pounced on me, play biting my hair and licking my face. And it didn't scare me one bit. All I did was laugh. I abruptly got up and chased them both, clearly not being able to catch them because they were fast! Even for pups!

I decided to play dead and randomly drop on the ground. Wolf whimpered thinking I hurt myself and ran on top of my stomach. When he got close to my face I blew in his face, which made him go nuts.

That whole afternoon I played with the pups, Wolf and Darkfur. I named her Darkfur for her black, soft, and did I mention fluffy, fur.

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