Chapter 105

• Within minutes, the winds turned from nasty to almost deadly. Anna could barely stand up straight for more than a minute. It would shove her forward or back depending on where she turned and nothing she did set her straight. Her hands felt numb with how much she braced herself for impact on the ground. She couldn’t tell what direction she had even come from the camp while she was arguing with her inner wolf. How far did she stray? Would they be able to hear her cries for help? Or would they ever find her body when this was over with?
• Of course not—she couldn’t even hear herself breath. Her screams sounded like whispers against the winds. Her wolf was entirely silent as if she abandoned her completely out in the cold, or perhaps she just couldn’t hear her over the roaring noise. Perhaps it was scared off because of her own fear.
• Anna stumbled across the snow and fell face first into a large pile. She tried to pull herself out of it, but the winds forced her down harder. It crossed her mind that she might die out here. She tried to push those thoughts away and focus on standing, on getting herself up and to safety—but she couldn’t. It was too strong, it was too easy to give up and let it control her.