The Wolf Sat Beside the Lake for Three Days, and No One Understood Why

near the dark opening.

Air moved against his skin.

“June?” he called. “June Keene?”

For a moment, nothing answered.

Then three faint taps came from behind the wall of snow.

Grant leaned close, his pulse suddenly loud in his ears. “Search and rescue. Can you hear me?”

A soft scraping came from the darkness. After that, a girl’s voice, cracked by cold and continue reading …