As if fearing I'd leave her stranded, Margo clung to me like a drowning person to a life raft.
The wolves were definitely close. If we stayed out in the open any longer, they would surely catch our scent. If a pack came after us… Last time, a single wolf had been more than enough trouble. A whole pack? We’d be dead. There’d be no escape.
With that thought, I scooped Margo up in my arms, holding her tight as I carefully made my way back to the tree hollow, scanning the dark woods around us.
Margo, terrified, clung to me like a vine, making it hard to breathe.
Once inside the hollow, I turned and secured the entrance, wedging a large branch against it. Even if the wolves came, they wouldn't easily get in.
I gently patted Margo’s back. "Margo, it's okay. We're safe now. You can le
