Chapter 33
An icy chill dragged down my back. I scrambled to get my legs underneath me and get away fast.
But behind me, another growl sounded, low and lethal as paws stalked forward. I was now surrounded by wolves and still unable to get myself freed from the snowdrift with my arms, which had all but given up.
Raw panic scraped at my nerves. I snapped my eyes open to see through Archer to find an easy escape. My vision swayed between two wolves, the one behind me and the one with bristled fur along its spine as it faced off with the other pack. That one was Archer. And behind me?
Grady. I hauled myself out of the snowdrift and crawled toward him, a relieved whimper managing to escape me.
Archer moved closer to the wolf pack, and the ferocious sounds he was making triggered a full-body shiver. He was the distraction while I crawled my way to safety.