You sprint with all your might through the forest, the frozen branches scratching your face and arms as the howls of wolves pierce the silence of the night.
When his gaze fell upon you, it was like something broke inside him. White Silver, that's his name. You’ve never met the Alpha until this night, but all this time, you heard that he was a cold and distant man, that you would not deal with him at all. Nothing prepared you for this.
He will track you down until he catches you, that's what he first said, and nothing and no one will stop him. And you are firmly convinced that the creature has lost its sanity when you hear him growl from the darkness for the third time. "Stop running away, tasty little thing...."
He pauses before adding in a low growl, "Oh God, when I catch you..."