His Own Children Abandoned Him in the Forest Without Food or Water to Inherit Everything—Hoping Wild Animals Would Devour Him. But What the Wolf Did Shocked Everyone
The forest was sinking into deep darkness. On the damp ground, at the foot of an old oak tree, sat an elderly man. His breathing was heavy, his hands trembled from the cold, and his eyes were filled with despair. His own children had brought him here and left him behind like a useless object.
The children had long been waiting for his death. The inheritance—the big house, the land, the money—was supposed to be theirs. But the old man didn’t die. So they decided to speed things up: they abandoned him in an isolated forest with no food or water, hoping wild animals would quickly finish the job, and that the police would consider it all just an accident.
The poor old man sat slumped against a tree, flinching at every sound. In the distance, the wind howled, but through it he could hear something else—the haunting cries of wolves. He understood that the end was near.
“Lord… is this truly possible…” he murmured, pressing his hands together in prayer.
At that moment, a branch cracked. Then another. The rustling sounds came closer. The old man tried to stand, but his body wouldn’t obey. His eyes strained in the darkness until a wolf emerged from the bushes.
The animal stepped slowly onto the path. Its fur shimmered under the moonlight, its eyes gleamed. The wolf bared its teeth and moved closer.
“This is the end,” thought the old man.
He closed his eyes and began to pray aloud, bracing himself for the sharp pain of fangs tearing into him. But suddenly, something happened that he never could have imagined.
The wolf did not attack. It came closer, almost within reach, then stopped and… lowered its head, letting out a soft howl, as if speaking to the old man.
Confused, the man stretched out a trembling hand—and the beast did not retreat. On the contrary, it allowed him to touch its thick fur.
At that moment, the old man remembered. Many years ago, when he was still strong, he had found a young wolf caught in a poacher’s trap deep in the forest. He hadn’t been afraid. Risking his life, he had pried open the cruel iron jaws and freed the animal. The wolf had run off without looking back… but apparently, it had never forgotten.
Now, this lone predator of the forest bowed before the man as if to his savior. The wolf lowered itself further, making it clear: climb on.
With great effort, almost without strength, the old man clung to the animal’s powerful neck. The wolf rose and carried him through the dark forest. The old man heard branches snapping beneath its paws, saw the shadows of other animals moving nearby—but none dared approach the pair.
After several kilometers, a light appeared in the distance—the village. The townspeople, hearing the barking of dogs, rushed outside and witnessed the unbelievable: a massive wolf gently laid the exhausted but living old man at their doorstep.
When the old man was finally warm again, sheltered by kind villagers, he wept. Not from fear, but from the realization that the beast had shown itself more human than his own children.