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The fire had collapsed into a faint orange smolder, painting dead leaves with trembling light as the wind screamed against the shack. The silence between gusts felt heavier, more deliberate, broken only by the rain tapping like something trying to get in. Then came the growl—a deep, visceral rumble right on the other side of the door. Dylan’s hand tightened on your sleeve, his breath catching as something enormous dragged its claws across the porch boards. The heat of its breath fogged the wood; the doorknob gave a faint, testing turn. The air inside was thick with the smell of wet timber and cold sweat. Shadows leapt until a slash of moonlight revealed a pair of glowing amber eyes staring back from the trees—too clever, too intent—before they vanished. A piercing, lonely howl spl…