JULIA
*29 years ago*
I quickly scanned my surroundings when the faint lights at the back of the packhouse revealed a shadow moving stealthily along the perimeter. I stilled, lowering my body behind the rock, locking my eyes onto the figure.
It scaled the wall, climbing up the siding with the ease of someone who had done it before. As it ascended, its outline sharpened, revealing a wolf. By its massive size, it had to be a male. My gaze shifted upward to an open window. A welcome intruder? There was no other explanation for a window being left ajar in the middle of an Alaskan winter.
Just as I’d anticipated, the wolf slipped through the window. Not even a second passed before it closed behind him.
I smiled as I counted the windows, mentally mapping out the layout of the bedrooms. I was
