The GoatherdChapter 10
It was still dark when I was awakened by one of the wolves growling. The growl wasn’t the one they used when a predator was nearby. It sounded similar to the way the male pups used to growl at each other when they started trying to assert themselves and form a pecking order among themselves. The females did it, too. The female next to me was quivering with anticipation, her whole body vibrating excitedly. However, her hackles were up, too. The position of the moon told me that it would still...