13. A Dead Wolf

Ben

I raced toward where the pop of the gunshot had rung out, and my bike bounced down the dirt trail. As the trees became dense, I parked the bike and shook off my leather jacket. I ran into the thick trees and foliage.

"Ben?" My dad's voice linked in my head.

"Hunters to the west of the high school, a gunshot just went off. I am nearly on site, " I responded to the link.

"Ben, be careful. The royal wolves are also patrolling in that area." he added.

"Got it." I replied as I pushed Kane forward, and he sniffed the air. We could smell blood, and I followed my nose to a thick bushy area parting the bush. I saw an injured wolf blood gushed from its chest area. In the distance, I could smell and hear the footfall of humans as they drew near, clearly searching the undergrowth. I grabbed the large wolf and took off back the way I came as I linked my father and told him to have someone intercept me I wanted to stay and fight the hunters but it was clear the wolf was badly injured. This