Grace
The clearing was drenched in silence, thick and suffocating, broken only by the ragged sounds of snarls and the harsh snap of teeth. Moonlight spilled across the snow, casting long shadows that danced with every twitch of muscle and flick of fur. Kaleb’s massive black form loomed over the silver wolf, his jaws locked tight around its neck. The silver writhed once more, claws slashing uselessly against the frozen ground, before going still beneath him.
Grace held her breath, her heart hammering so violently it felt like it might burst from her chest. Her fingers curled against the bark of the tree she clung to, nails scraping deep grooves into the wood. The cold bit into her skin, but she barely felt it. Her entire world had narrowed to the brutal scene before her.
“Kaleb…” she wh
