308. How are you.... alive?

Tyler stumbled forward, his feet dragging slightly as he was pulled into the village by Leon. His mind was in turmoil, the events that had just transpired playing on repeat in his head like a broken record.

The Frost Silver Wolf.

The Gina and the three girls frozen solid and got shattered by the wolf.

His breathing was uneven, it's lot to take in. He felt incredibly helpless.

Before he could dwell on it further, something suddenly crashed into him.

It wasn't a harsh impact—rather, it was soft, warm, and filled with a familiar scent that drifted through his senses like a comforting breeze.

Tyler barely had time to register what was happening before arms wrapped around him tightly.

"Tyler!"

He stiffened for a second before recognizing the voice.

"…Catherine?"

Catherine clung to him, burying her face into his chest as she let out a shaky breath. "Thank goodness you're back…"