Georg stopped attempting to see their rescuers. He struggled to grasp the fact that his saviour was in fact his mortal enemy by nature. In his heart, he felt like an enormous blade pierced through his heart and was now overcoming his rational thought. Suddenly, shivers ran through his spine because he knew that the grim reaper was coming closer every second. Neither he nor Ulrich spoke, they listened in fear as the howl of the pack steadily grew closer. “How many were there?” Georg whispered. “I don’t know for sure, but I’d guess somewhere around thirty.” The feeling of hopelessness was weighing down on their shoulders, it was a painful moment of misery for the two men. “I thought you said your men were only a few minutes behind you?” Ulrich said ending the prolonged silence as the wolves paused in their blood chilling wail. “And yours were soon to follow also,” Georg replied, They both knew that since their men were still struggling to find him, it is unlikely that they will ever be found. …show more content…
A myriad of blue and green eyes stared from behind the big wolf also waiting for the leader’s signal to attack. Ulrich was frightened just by looking at the alpha male, he couldn’t imagine the animal being defeated by two weakened human beings who were shivering from the cold. The alpha male was very tall, about 2 and a half feet and weighed about 60 pounds. It’s silver fur glistened in the snow and saliva was dripping from its mouth. The way the tree had fallen on the two men gave them sufficient protection. The large protruding branches spread out behind them. Smaller branches provided a wire fence-like wall between the danger and themselves. Presently, they were out of harm’s way, unless the wolf found a way