My vision started swirling as the larger wolf turned my way. Panic tightened against my chest, black spots appearing with each step he took closer my way. The back of my head was really starting to ache now; I could’ve sworn I heard birds chirping in the forest.

“At… at this time of night…?”

The werewolf tilted his head, getting down on all fours so we were eye to eye. There was more than just intensity, something beyond an animal instinct and self-preservation. Genuine intelligence ...