Author's POV

The Rogue Alpha.

Deep in the heart of Minnesota, where the wild meets the unknown, the echoes of distant footsteps resonated through the unforgiving wilderness. These weren't your casual footsteps; they carried the weight of something formidable, something primal, something straight out of a survival-of-the-fittest scenario. You could call it nature's unrivalled spectacle, laid out for all to witness.

In the disturbed wood appeared a lone wolf, its fur as silvery as the moon's glow, it was on the run. It wasn't an ordinary jog; this was a race against death its elf. Behind it, a pack of relentless, ferocious wolves who were seriously giving it a run...