The howls grew closer, longer, with every passing second. The horses, spooked as they were, kept running. It wouldn’t be long before they had to slow down. Morgan glanced towards Kylon when the howling grew still. The tension in the air made it seem like an eternity.
The moment she turned away, the wolves made their attack. A scream tore from her throat as she’s thrown off her horse. The sound lost under restless snorting of the horses as their riders pulled them to a halt.