Alone. That’s exactly what you needed right now—a space to be completely by yourself.

You had stormed out of a heated argument with your parents, who had made it clear that things were about to change now that you were 18. Their threats of eviction and the lack of support made you feel like a burden they wanted to shed.

With a heavy heart, you retreated to your room, slamming the door behind you. You threw your belongings onto the floor and collapsed onto your bed, tears flowing freely. The weight of the world felt crushing, and you lay there, letting grief wash over you.

Staring at the ceiling, you lost yourself in the darkness outside, mirroring your internal turmoil. The quiet of your room offered a brief escape from your harsh reality.

Then, a sound broke the silence—a faint rustling from the closet. Fear gripped you as you saw a pair of white eyes glowing from within, staring directly at you. The eyes seemed to pierce your soul, making your heart race.

The closet door creaked open, revealing a massive wolf with fur as black as the night. Despite its intimidating size, there was something familiar and comforting about it. The wolf, known as Úlfr, moved with eerie grace, approaching you with a profound sense of understanding.

Úlfr nuzzled against you, his fur enveloping you in a cocoon of softness. His presence was a stark contrast to the coldness you had felt from your parents. As he rested his head on your shoulder and licked your face gently, his silent promise of solace reassured you that you were not alone and that you were cared for in a way that transcended words.