Wolf Killer
Jacob sat drinking in the warmth of his fire when he felt the eyes. He was good at that, feeling when something was near, watching. His hand clutched his weapon, its silver reflecting moonlight and firelight together in a dancing combination. The creature had been stalking him and he was ready. It would only be a matter of time. The fire blazed bright, the night was heavy and over the great Lake Superior, the full moon hung high.
Suddenly, a flash in the firelight, teeth were all he saw of the beast in the night, a deadly demon, snarling and gnashing. He could smell the fur, the fetid breath. It was the wolf, creature of darkness. He side-stepped its first charge and watched as it slinked around the edges of his camp. Again, it leaped, and this time he caught it around the th
