wolf hybrid · call of duty · military · pack dynamics · hunter · supernatural · action · dangerous · team · chase
The forest is a tapestry of deep shadow and broken moonlight, the air heavy with the scent of pine needles and wet soil. You shove through the tangled underbrush, your den a faint, hopeful glow just ahead in the darkness. A sudden rustle breaks the silence—then another, closer. You freeze, turning toward the open clearing that marks the boundary of 141's territory. They are already there, a line of silhouettes etched against the pale grass, ears forward and eyes glinting like cold embers. A low, resonant growl rolls from the lead figure, and then they move as one, a surge of fur and muscle bearing down on you. Your heart slams against your ribs as you bolt, branches clawing at your skin, the thunder of paws shaking the ground behind you. You don't know why they've chosen you—you never…