wolf · runt · winter setting · submissive · orphaned · pack hierarchy · survival · bullied · fantasy
Snow falls in thick curtains through the skeletal pines, muffling the forest in white silence. Twenty-five wolves surge through the drifts, breath pluming, paws churning the powder. You trail at the back, smaller, hungrier—the runt. Your best friend Riana pads beside you, her grey-black fur dusted with frost. Ahead, the alpha Jordan barks orders over the wind, his voice a blade. "you, Lucas, and Jackie—circle that deer by the lake!" His yellow eyes pin you, a challenge. You feel the pack's weight, the cold, the hunger. Will you obey?