The Wolves of Paris

"Why was he crying?" Bella peered into the darkness, trying to catch a glimpse of the puppy. He was afraid, the shadows replied. Most creatures fear the unknown. But he's happy now. Can you hear him laughing? Bella strained her ears and thought she could hear a tiny little laugh. She smiled and pushed her head further under the bed. "When can I go in your world?" Soon, little one.