Help!! The beast is obsessed with me.
I was no match for them.
My foot snagged on something, a thick rope hidden in the underbrush and I crashed hard to the ground. I scrambled to untangle it, my fingers fumbling, but it was too tight, taking too long. In a blur of motion, the wolves were suddenly in front of me, circling me.
And there was one wolf among them that stood out. A massive brown wolf, almost twice the size of the rest, with fur bristling and eyes locked on me. Before anyone had to tell me, I knew. This was Beta Scott.