Daniel’s pulse pounded. He had encountered wolves before, but never one this size. It had the posture of an alpha, its fur thick and wild, shoulders broad. A predator! However, it did not move, nor did it charge. It simply observed.
Then something else emerged. More eyes, glowing like scattered embers in the storm. A pack. Their forms were still half-hidden, blending seamlessly with the swirling snow. Daniel clenched his fists. He was surrounded by them.