Faye sprinted towards the cabin door, brimming with excitement, and swung it open to welcome Sterling inside.
However, as soon as he caught sight of the motionless black wolf sprawled on the floor, his beaming smile vanished in an instant.
The only words that escaped his lips were a whispered, "Merrick."
Faye was confused that he called the wolf Merrick. she thought, 'Wasn't he back at Everton, was the wolf his pet?' The entire thing seemed odd. Although Faye was not unaware about wolfs. She had good reason to be suspicious.
While trying to figure out why Merrick, in his wolf form, had arrived at the cabin, Sterling rekindled the fire in the hearth, the logs crackling and snapping as some the of the snow burnt away.
Faye's ears perked up as she heard his voice carrying through the room. "Listen," he said, his words barely audible over the howling winds outside. "The winds are growing stronger, and the snow is piling up higher."
