prologue

A wolf doesn't always appear with pointed ears, ragged fur, or snarling fangs. Sometimes the wolf appears as a teenage boy.

That's how it was for my wolf; a boy with dark, glinting eyes and a thirst for excitement. And I was the little girl in red, clueless and hopelessly in love with the wolf, until I realized - too late - that his sharp-toothed danger could swallow me whole.

[This is my entry for @target's contest #OnceUponNow. It is based upon the fairytale Little Red Riding Hood. If you wish to support this story, please remember to vote on the first chapter (prologue) during the contest's voting phase - which begins June 14, 2016 and ends June 21, 2016.]