My breath was hardly audible as I bent low behind a large tree, the cold night air bit at my skin. Like a war drum in my chest, my heart echoed the suspense of the moment. Like leaves in a storm, the ambush had hit hard and fast, dispersing my pack over the deep woods.
We had entered Zack's trap right ahead.
The silence was intolerable at times. Every squeak of a branch or leaf rustle sent my nerves on alert. Looking at the darkness, I tried to find any movement, any indication of Zack's wolves closing in. My hand clenched white from the tension on the hilt of my knife.
"Stay calm" I murmured to myself as my eyes shot between the trees. I had to locate my pack as it was out there battling for survival. I need to...
A twig snapped.
Just in time, I spun to see a rogue wolf charging fro
