Then it was running at him full-tilt, its muzzle wrinkling back to expose its teeth.
He turned his head in that direction and saw a timberwolf—very likely the same one that had approached Steve and Cynthia with the can tah in its mouth—standing in the doorway leading back to the offices. Its eyes glowed at him. For a moment it hesitated, and Johnny allowed himself to hope—maybe it was afraid, maybe it would back off. Then it was running at him full-tilt, its muzzle wrinkling back to expose its teeth.
