The leader stepped forward, massive paws sinking into the snow. Its breath curled in the cold, a slow, deliberate exhale. Daniel forced himself to stay still, his instincts screaming at him to run—but he knew better. Running would only trigger the chase.
The pack remained silent, their movements precise and controlled. This wasn’t random. They were waiting. For what, he couldn’t tell. The alpha’s eyes locked onto his. And in that moment, something stirred in his mind—a memory, distant but undeniable.