Chapter 8

Amerie awoke with a start. He dream of the bloodied white wolf had played over and over. A voice shouting her name still rung in her ears. Rubbing her eyes, she rolled over to see that it was only four in the morning.

She grabbed her phone to check the message thread for the officers for any update on Matt. They’d temporarily given up searching around midnight after not finding anything, deciding to wait for the sun to come up. The search dogs had lost his scent only fifty feet into the forest from the Nature Center and hadn’t been able to pick up anything around the coordinates where Amerie had heard Matt. They planned on calling in a search plane and helicopter later today.

She set her phone down and sighed. There had been so much blood. Had Matt hurt himself in the field or was he really attacked just outside the door without any of them being the wiser? How had no one heard something?

His shouting echoed in her head. She prayed to whatever higher power would listen that he would