Rufus' POV:
The gray wolf sat there and barked at me as if I was an old acquaintance.
Soon, the other two came over as well, and proceeded to rub against my shins.
I was at a loss for words. I felt like I had just run into three huge puppies.
"Rufus, don't be fooled," Omar warned. "Wild wolves are very cunning. They're only buttering you up so that you would let your guard down."
"I know, but let's see what's going on first. These wild wolves are acting too strange." The more I thought about it, the more suspicious I became. I thought about Crystal again. My life had never been peaceful since the moment she appeared. Strange occurrences kept happening left and right. She was a mysterious woman, to be sure, and I couldn't seem to see through her.
"Let me at them, and you'll know what's going on once and for all." Omar was itching to get into a brawl. After taking the throne, I had rarely turned into my wolf form. He must be eager to come out and had a good run.
"There's no rush. Let's wait for a while."
The two smaller wolves were wagging their tails excitedly, like they had somehow found a new toy. They playfully tugged at my trousers with their teeth. They were undoubtedly strong, but they behaved like juvenile cubs.
I bent over and tried to push them away, but the gray wolf took advantage of the situation and tackled me from the back.
Omar was right. They were only getting me to let my guard down.
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