I growl as a wolf comes to close to Grace on my right, the dirty brown wolf facing the blunt of the power coursing through my blood. He whimpers, instantly lowering himself to the ground in submission indicating he understands that I can rip him to shreds in an instant if he continues to grow closer to the silver wolf. We have been running for two hours now since leaving the cave and in that two hours we have cross paths with numerous wolves either rushing to claim a mate or rushing to the Lodge for their freedom.
I watch as Grace dodges another wolf – a grey wolf – trying to sweep her paws out from under her. Smile as I watch as she whips around and bites on his jugular and growls menacingly at him. He submits to her, showing his neck and slowly lowering his body to the ground. She k
