Chapter 8

Hargrove Myers pushed open the car door and rushed straight toward the camp. Behind him, the guide shouted frantically, “Mr. Myers, come back! There are probably a lot of wolves over there! Miss Brown has likely already been torn apart by them. They’re bloodthirsty now—going there is suicide!” But Hargrove Myers ignored him, running directly into the dense forest. The camp was in complete disarray. The air reeked of blood, thick and suffocating. Wolves paced restlessly, their...