After the sudden death of his father, 22-year-old Alec Jones vows to fulfill his dad’s dream of hiking the Black Forest in Colorado. Armed with half of his father’s ashes and a heart heavy with guilt, Alec ventures into the dense, shadowy wilderness. But the forest is no ordinary place. Its towering pines and eerie silence hide something ancient and primal. On his first night, Alec is plagued by unsettling noises—howls, scratches, and the feeling of being watched. Determined to honor his father’s memory, he presses on, only to encounter a girl standing naked in the woods. She’s breathtakingly beautiful but unnervingly wild, her predatory gaze sending chills down his spine. Though she doesn’t speak, her presence is magnetic, drawing Alec into a dangerous game of curiosity and desire. As the days pass, the forest’s secrets begin to unravel. The girl is not what she seems, and the howls in the night are more than just wolves. Alec finds himself caught in a web of ancient forces, where the line between man and beast blurs. The Black Forest demands a price, and Alec’s life—and humanity—hang in the balance. THE WOLF’S CURSE is a dark, atmospheric tale of love, loss, and the monstrous things that lurk in the shadows. It’s a story about the pull of the unknown and the terrifying beauty of the wild.

Isla Creed, an eighteen-year-old from a devout Christian family, joins a youth camping trip organized by Grace Covenant Church. The group consists of 15 youth members and 3 youth leaders, including Pastor Daniel Harrow, a charismatic and trusted figure who assures Isla’s parents, Mark and Emily Creed, that the Adirondack Mountains are a safe, wholesome retreat. For the first three days, the trip is idyllic—campfires, worship songs, and bonding under the stars. Isla feels blessed, her faith reinforced by the beauty of nature and the camaraderie of her peers.But on the fourth day, everything changes. A pack of massive wolves—far larger than any natural predator—bursts into the campsite in a frenzy of violence. Blood stains the forest floor as the wolves slaughter everyone, leaving Isla as the sole survivor. Traumatized and in shock, she huddles against the tire of the church’s minibus, trembling and praying for deliverance. Amid the chaos, a naked man emerges from the trees. He crouches in front of her, his head tilting curiously as he studies her with piercing, inhuman eyes. This is no ordinary man—he’s the alpha of the werewolf pack that just decimated her group. Too overwhelmed to resist, Isla is taken by him to his pack’s territory deeper in the woods. She’s crying, clutching her faith, and grappling with the horror of what she’s witnessed.