Chapter Fifty-Seven – A naked wolfman.

He was about releasing it when a big grey wolf, thrice the size of normal size of wolves, leaped on him, snarling and growling atop him. Timothy struggled with pushing the wolf from him. The wolf didn't seem to want to hurt him but buying time till the doe escaped. He stretched his hands to take out another silver head arrow and stabbed it on the wolf's neck. Causing it to yelped in pain. It rushed away from him to behind a tree. Timothy was still panting heavily, it seemed like his life had flashed in front of him. He took his arrow and walked towards the tree, hoping to kill the wolf since he lost the doe. How could that thing be that big? He saw it but then his mouth dropped. Sprawling in front of him was a naked haired man with his silver arrow buried on his neck. He didn't know whether to rush and help or run away at a creature that turned from wolf to man. It could only be a wolfman. Not wanting blood stained on him, or some vengeful creature after him. He helped take out