The door snapped shut behind them, sealing Tina in the cramped room with the wolves. The air grew dense, charged with anticipation. She pressed her back against the door, trying to appear as non-threatening as possible, hoping her softened gaze and careful movements would communicate her peaceful intentions.
One wolf growled, a deep sound that vibrated through the floor. Tina’s heart pounded, but she shrank down, making herself seem even smaller. Her attention kept returning to the alpha’s burden—a small, wounded creature that desperately needed help.
A sudden growl from a flanking wolf startled her, but the alpha quickly asserted control, quieting the others.