The Last Howl
Ivan Petrov woke up in the snow with the taste of copper in his mouth and the feeling that something was watching him.He was thirty-two, a geologist with the University of Minnesota, and he had been six hours into a survey of the Boundary Waters when the wolves appeared. Not one or two—six of them, moving through the pines in a loose formation, their gray bodies blending with the winter forest...
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