The wolf trotted over to the trembling boy and nudged his skinny arm gently.

Hadrian felt pleased when the boy giggled and sat up shakily. He nearly toppled over, but Hadrian's reflexes were quick. He quickly caught the boy by moving the glowing wolf's head down a bit.

"Castor! Cas-Cas? CASTOR! Darling, are you alright?!" Called a worried voice.

The boy, Castor, jumped in shock.

"Oh, yes. I-i'm okay, Ma."

"Are you sure, darling? Oh- you look dreadfully pale!"Fretted a woman with long frizzy black hair.

"Yeah, I'm sure mama, this wolfie saved me!" Giggled the boy, as the wolf nuzzled his arm again.

"Oh, my, Oh Merlin, RODOLPHUS! Rodo, darling, COME HERE!"

A man rushed forward."Bella? What- Castor! Castor, my son! What happened?" Asked the man, kneeling beside the small boy.

"Daddy, it was scawy." Started the boy.

"One of the big cold thingys came to me," The boy continued, "and it started talking that I had done bad, bad thing, Daddy, very bad."

The boy's parents looked scared and worried for their son, but they hugged him close.

"Go on." Prompted the woman."What happened next?"

The little boy took a shaky breath and whispered,

"He want to take my sou' again, Daddy. He was angwy wif me. Very, very angwy. He-he, he started to do da dwinking fing,"

The boy trembled so Hadrian made the wolf lick his arm. The boy calmed slightly.

"He stated dwinking all my soul, and then, and then" Castor stopped.

"What happened darling?"

"Tha was when wolfie save me. He save me from big bad dwinky fing." Finished the boy, slumping back against his father in evident exhaustion.

"Okay, my son. You did well. Sleep now." Cooed Rodolphus, stroking his son's soft wavy hair gently.

"Okie, daddy. Nigh' nigh'."

"Night, night. Sweet dreams, my son."