307. Silver Frost Wolf

Tyler locked eyes with the Silver Wolf, his heart pounding in his chest.

He had heard about this creature from Catherine—Frost Silver Wolves, formidable beasts that usually traveled in packs and only appeared during winter. Yet, here was one, alone and out of season.

He swallowed hard. Why is it here now?

His eyes flickered toward the shattered ice statue that had once been Gina. The cheerful girl who had laughed, teased, and flirted with him was gone in an instant, frozen solid before she could even scream.

Tyler's jaw clenched. I couldn't save her...

The wolf's piercing gaze remained locked onto him, its icy breath visible in the cold night air. Tyler slowly took a step back, his muscles coiled like springs, ready to move.

Then, without warning, the wolf lunged.