14.凯特琳(12)

the hand gripped her hairs and jerked violently. she fell backward to the floor and saw the man holding the dagger high, ready to slash down. then she saw a shadow leap through the door and heard a low grumble, only a faint threatening. but the man must heard too for he looked back when the wolf leaped for his neck. they fall, half-sprawled on her. the man could not cream, then the wolf wrenched back, taking half of his throat. the blood fell like warm rain all over her. she had never saw a more pleasing sight. she pushed the body aside. it was bran''s wolf that he had not named, with eyes like golden coins in the dark room, mouth wet and red, blood dripping.it should be a horrifying sight but cateryn had never loved the wolf like this moment. "thank you. " he neared and licked her hands clean, then leaped onto bran''s side and laid down.the blood stained the sheet.