Night sky… The moon shone so bright. The thick canopy of trees overhead, blocking out most of the moonlight, casting eerie shadows across the forest floor.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she sprinted through the woods, her heart pounding like a war drum in her chest.

Leaves crunched underfoot, and the sharp scent of like filled her nostrils, mingling with the coppery tang of fear on her tongue.

Moving through trees, she could not shake the feeling that they were right behind her, that any second she'd feel their hands on her, dragging her back and stopping her from freedom.

The pack was located in New Orleans deep...