Ari's POV

The shadow at the door grumbled, deep and low. My heart was beating so strongly against my ribs. The little fingers of Harriet were clinging to my shredded sleeve, with both sides against my side.

Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy...

I squeezed her hand. “Shh. Don’t talk. Listen.”

The wolf came into the light of his eyes that glowed yellow in the dark cabin. There were more coming outside the steps. Leaves crackled. Scrape and scrape of broken wood.

We were surrounded. No window to climb out. No tunnel. No back door.

Only one choice.

I sank to one knee and took Harriet by both shoulders. “Harriet, look at...