Howling Wolf

sistent whisper. The wolves, the Silver Wolf, the ridge-what was he supposed to make of it all? He had grown up hearing stories about Windfall Ridg

, preparing a meal she likely wouldn't eat herself, as was the custom when she was lost in her thoughts. The house was

It had been a long time since he had been back to the place that had shaped so much of his c

started to creep into the woods. The town of Graywood was quiet, save for the occasional sound of a car passing through, but Windfall Ridge was anoth

aths with his father when he was a child-days spent running through the forest, climbing trees, and catching glimpses of t

nd the tree line, watching him. But his father had always reassured him. "It's just nature, son. There's

s here were thicker, the ground uneven, and the air seemed heavier, as if the ridge itself was holding its breath. Anth

iven them much thought back then, dismissing them as old legends, but now he couldn't ignore the feeling that hu

kened. Was it just the wind, or was there something else in the woods with him? He strained his ears, listening intently. Then, there it w

d seemed to resonate through him, vibrating in his chest. He had always believed the wolves

growl rippled through the air, not from one of the wolves, but from somewhere deeper i

head back to the safety of his parents' house. But something kept him rooted to th

s: The Silver Wolf... it's watching. Watch

ts way toward him. Anthony didn't know whether to run or stay. His legs felt like lead, his body froz

nly as it had begun

ees, his eyes darting in every direction, searching for any sign of movement. But there was nothing-

e was holding, he heard it again. This time, it was close

st on the edge of the clearing. It was impossible to make out any clear details, but its

ilver

ood perfectly still, its gaze never leaving him. Then, without a sound, it

g down on him. He had seen it, hadn't he? He wasn't imagining it? The creature-the S

t. He turned and ran, his legs carrying him back toward the safety of the

n. There were questions now-questions he didn't have the answers to. What

ready, the truth was becoming far more complicated-an

ncounters the mysterious Silver Wolf and begins to understand that